So I've turned into someone I never thought I'd be-someone who wants a minivan. Not when my kids are older and know their mom is driving a dork mobile, of course. But just for the next six years until my kids are capable of opening their own car doors and carrying their own crap.
Plus the video for the Honda Odyssey is pretty hilarious. Click "Start Tour." You totally won't regret it. It's not like you have actual work to do. And then you're going to want an Odyssey too. You realize our lives are going to change into something amazing, right?
So I've been dropping subtle hints to Josh via IM while we sit on the couch on our computers after the babies have gone to bed.
I've IMed him several times and have yet to receive any response. He's probably just in awe of how awesome I am.
me: why are we in a fight?
me: buy me presents to rebuild my confidence in us
me: does my happiness mean nothing to you?
me: do you want to decoupage easter eggs for passover?