We did it, we finally bought a new car, well not brand new, but new enough for me. "The Van" was dying and it was going quick. We knew it was coming but didn't expect it to be so sudden. I had a very hard time letting it go at the dealer ship and took many looks in the rear view as we pulled out of the parking lot. I had one of those moments where all of the memories we made in "The Van" were there in the mirror, like when we moved Porter to a big seat and Carlee was big enough to face forward. I also saw Kansas in the mirror and remembered when I was driving through Dodge wondering what the smell was and everyone told that is just how Kansas smells. I also saw Grandpa Bush pulling away in the van after he took us to breakfast the day we left Kansas. I also heard Grandma Great telling me to stop adjusting my seat so much, even though I never did. I had a vision of Caleb being stuffed in the back in between two car seats. Then another vision of the time I drove it to Montana by myself with the kids to see my Units and calling Andy about some weird noises it was making. And then another great vision, when "The Van" took us Disneyland with my Cali fam. I wish so bad I had a vision of the day Andy was pulled over in the metro parks because the police officer thought that he had the kids in a cage (ask Andy fot that story). I could go on and on with memories that were made for me in that van, but I will stop there. I am sitting here now wondering what memories other people had of the van. In summary of "The Van", I am so grateful to have had it. It helped our family out so much and I don't know how we would have made it financially without that two-toner. It got us where we needed to go without fail, even when we doubted it. So thank you to the wonderful Grandma Great who gave it to us. It really was a huge part of our lives.
On to new and exciting things, the new van.


I love the Sienna and cannot believe that it is ours. I felt so weird driving it yesterday, kind of like I don't deserve such a nice car. I only see my self driving the Voyager and even when I am driving the Sienna, I feel like it is the Voyager, if that makes any sense. When we went to test drive it on Monday night I had a little alone time in the Sienna while Andy was crunching numbers with the salesman. I sat in the way back seat to see what it would be like for P and C and a wave of emotion came over me. I was just so grateful to even be sitting in it and when the thought of owning it came into my mind, I just couldn't take it. I immediately pulled myself together so mister sales guy wouldn't see that I was wearing my hopes on my sleeve. So, a super long story made short, it worked out and we now own a Sienna and I love it. The kids love it to and cannot get over the automatic doors, windows in the back, and the sunroof (last night on our family drive we had to have it open regardless of the super low temps).
I would also like to take a moment and thank my Dad who spent HOURS on the phone with Andy and I checking cars and steering us in the right direction. We would have been lost without him. So THANK YOU Dad, I love you, miss you and Julie a ton (COME SEE US!!).