Ok…I’ll admit it…I love the Minivan. The T&C has served us well. My wife vowed, as a teenager, that she would neither drive nor own a minivan, but the wisdom that comes with age (and two children) have made her eat those words. We just spent about 10 hours in the T&C, and it couldn’t have been more comfortable considering the following:
- Two adults
- One two-year old
- One two-week old
- Two car seats
- Three suitcases
- A pack and play (or pack and strain as I call them…you know what I mean if you’ve ever tried to carry one)
- One portable DVD player
- One laptop
- 14 new toys from the gradparents
- One stroller
- And countless cheerios and goldfish
I don’t know how we would have made it from KTOWN to Chicago without a minivan. I guess we could have gone old school, Grizwald style, and thrown everything on top strapped it down and let the kids wrassle each other in the back of a wood paneled station wagon, but I think the new child seat laws would have hindered that experience…although I remember those days will much love.
Sure, the minivan is not sexy or exciting, but take out a seat, thrown a pillow on the floor, and you can still take a quick cat nap at 80mph (if the wife is willing to be seen driving the Goldmember)…try that in anything less…well a Suburban would do also.
I like the minivan so much that I am thinking after the kids are grown and driving their own cars, a minivan will be the vehicle of choice to load up our blue haired friends, hit the Golden Corral at 4:30pm and be back at home in time for Murder She Wrote.