Ok. I know this has very little to do with moving, but I just could not help myself. It was a moment that I had to write and catalog. My minivan is the boys main transport and we spend a great deal of time in it. However, I had to go on base this week so I wanted to clean out my van before I made the trek. It’s not like I don’t vacuum and clean out my car on a regular basis, but it had been awhile and OMG! It was like a horrible Easter Egg hunt filled with disgusting finds like sticky liquid in cup holders in the back, several shoes that never had the matching one to make a pair, food remnants, wrappers, Gatorade bottles, and toys. Did I mention toys!?! I thought that when I had three boys, I would not have to worry small Barbie shoes and hair clips. I had no idea how Legos could drive one human being crazy. There is nothing like stepping on those darn things in the middle of the night to make you do a dance that rivals Elaine on Seinfeld.
Nevertheless, for all you moms out there, who open their slide minivan door with pride and soccer balls and water bottles come a flying….Here’s to you! Just smile when some twenty-year old girl looks at you as if you have three heads…just give her a look that says don’t judge me sweetheart…you will be in my shoes sooner than you think….