my mom life secret...

I have a secret.

It's something only my closest friends know.

Its thing I said I would NEVER EVER DO.

A few months ago we needed to get a bigger vehicle for all Vivi's equipment, Kensie's accessories, and so we could all fit in the car at the same time. Car shopping sucked (except the financing that was super easy, thanks Kristen ) i wanted all the features of the minivan, but yet didn't want a minivan.

why?

Because I am not a van person.

But what does that even mean? I am person. who happens to be a mom. who needs more space for my growing family. that van does not define me as a person, just as much as the shoes i wear or the clothes i wear.

so before you swear off the van, ask yourself am i looking for something exactly like a minivan but not a minivan? because if you are, you need a minivan.....

i mean if you get a van, you can be in my super awesome van mom club

the article that changed my mind ----just buy the minivan

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