We sold our little white Saturn this week. And Daniel kissed the last shred of his bachelor life goodbye with it. He is embraising his inner family man. Mainly because we got a pretty sweet new "family" vehicle.
Goodbye little Saturn I have many fond memories of you.
- This is the car that Daniel picked me up for our first date in.
- This is the car that we sat in my driveway in and talked until the wee hours of the night while we were dating.
- This is the car that we said a hundred awkward goodnights in as we were falling in love, but didn't kiss until we got engaged (yep, we are those people.)
- This is the car that Daniel picked me up in after a week full of surprises. That night he asked me to marry him.
- This is the car that Daniel stored his roller blades in the truck for nearly two years. Never using them, they were just there.
- This is the car that we loaded our first and second Christmas tree into.
- This is the car that is too low to the ground for a pregnant woman to get in and out of comfortably. That the car whose door would never stay open for me to get in and out of.
- This is the car that we drove to the hospital in while I was in labor. The car ride that was realistically five minutes and felt like a lifetime.
- This is the car that we loaded our brand new baby into and drove home going 20 miles per hour as not to gossle him too much.
And this is our new car, in which I know we will make many many new memories.
Goodbye little Saturn I have many fond memories of you.
- This is the car that Daniel picked me up for our first date in.
- This is the car that we sat in my driveway in and talked until the wee hours of the night while we were dating.
- This is the car that we said a hundred awkward goodnights in as we were falling in love, but didn't kiss until we got engaged (yep, we are those people.)
- This is the car that Daniel picked me up in after a week full of surprises. That night he asked me to marry him.
- This is the car that Daniel stored his roller blades in the truck for nearly two years. Never using them, they were just there.
- This is the car that we loaded our first and second Christmas tree into.
- This is the car that is too low to the ground for a pregnant woman to get in and out of comfortably. That the car whose door would never stay open for me to get in and out of.
- This is the car that we drove to the hospital in while I was in labor. The car ride that was realistically five minutes and felt like a lifetime.
- This is the car that we loaded our brand new baby into and drove home going 20 miles per hour as not to gossle him too much.
And this is our new car, in which I know we will make many many new memories.
I remember saying goodbye to my first car--a dark blue 1991 Mercury Cougar. It was a sad day, indeed.
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