
Okay, so Edna isn't really dead. Just dead to me. For those of you who don't know, this beautiful '91 Chrysler New Yorker has been my car since I got my learner's permit. I would never have imagined as a Sophomore in high school, driving my friends to lunch, that I'd one day be hauling around two kids in car seats in that same car. Edna has exceeded my grandest expectations, enduring thousands of miles as I drove back and forth between Brigham and Provo, and giving me the ability to work after I graduated from college, when Bryon and I definitely couldn't have afforded two cars. Having this reliable old dame (and no car payment) all these years has been a great blessing, and I'm sad to see her go.
Ah, I'll never forget her plush velvet seats, faux wood paneling, and all her little quirks I came to know and love so well. We just sold her yesterday (to maintain her dignity, I won't mention the price), and I had to restrain myself from calling out "Take good care of her!" as the new owner drove away. (Okay, not really, but I kind of thought it.)But, there is a silver lining in seeing Edna go. As much as I loved her, I really hated trying to load kids into the back seat (especially since only one of the doors worked), and I'm extremely happy to now have a nice, new minivan, complete with automatic sliding doors.
Here I am with our new (for us, anyway) Chrysler Town & Country minivan (brand loyalty coincidental). It's been very nice so far, with lots of extra space, and separate captains chairs in the back, so Jacob can't throw his toys, shoes, juice box, etc. on Leila's head. I'm still adjusting to my new identity as a 'minivan mom,' but when you compare that to driving around a car targeted at the AARP crowd, you can't really consider this a step down.So, yay for new cars! And best wishes to Edna. You will be missed.




Christmas Eve at my parents' house 
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