This is our new car.

I'm sorry, maybe you didn't hear me completely; this is OUR NEW CAR.

No kidding. No joke. Our old mommymobile minivan was starting to separate from its wheels by way of the struts, it was leaking oil, the gas tank door wouldn't close, it shook when you stopped, it shook when you started, the radiator leaked antifreeze, the brakes were worn, the cloth ceiling was falling down, the left front tire had a slow leak, it had a huge gouge from where it was hit by a tractor trailer last year, the cassette player had to be cajoled into giving back your tapes, the gear shift was off by one letter, the brake pedal fell off, the back tailgate door had to be held open with a stick, and the whole darn thing smelled like patchouli from when Bryan spilled a bottle of it in there years ago.

So instead of spending over a thousand dollars on repairs to a car that's worth $175.00 according to the Kelly Blue Book, we bought a new car instead. Now it just needs a name.