Well, we've been searching and looking for months, and in the end I ended up losing my car to it, but Royal and I finally bought a new vehicle to pull the trailer with. And because they are so gosh darn expensive and we could get more for my Pilot than Royal's truck, we ended up trading my car in.
So, now the kids and I are rolling around in this!
The kids were ecstatic and refused to get out of the car most of the time. So many buttons to push and places to sit.
Even Sam wouldn't get out.
He's starting to panic that we are going to leave him behind. He's
figured out something is going on and anytime the trailer door is
opened, he's inside laying on his bed. A few times I'm looking for Sam
around dinner time and we find him shut in the trailer. He doesn't
always get out when everybody leaves and the door gets shut with him
still inside. I'm pretty sure he doens''t mind. It's probably a good
thing we are taking him with us this summer, I'm not sure he would
forgive us. :)
Alright, I kid, I kid. We did NOT get a minivan. Especially to pull the trailer with. We got a new truck and while I was having the dealer install a bed liner and steps - because otherwise I'd have to take a running leap to get in - they gave me the minivan to drive around.
Jayden is in love with it. He gives it hugs and has named it Dodgey.
And now that this is my new ride, I've decided I'm going to start listening to country music again and I'm going to need a pair of cowboy boots to help look the part. Royal keeps threatening to get me one of those stupid stickers that say "Silly boys, trucks are for girls" and I keep threatening to put on pink camo seat covers. And now that the kids and I are are going to be rollin' around in this truck, it's probably pretty obvious I'm trying to overcompensate for something and am suffering from Short Girl Syndrome. Soooooo, I've made up a poem about it.
There once was a girl who was fun.
But stood only 5 foot 1.
So she got a big ride
To make up for her size.
She thought this was safer than guns
4 comments:
Everybody needs a truck, especially a short little lady with big adventures on her mind.
Royal
Hahahahaha. Your poem is hilarious!!!!!
Lol!!
I've always wore the pants, I mean driven the truck, at our house! ;) I had a friend who pulled up in our driveway once and her daughter commented on Mike's truck and my car. They had to explain to her that at our house, the girl drives the truck! Welcome to the club my friend!
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