Husband to me: “I will never allow a mini van in my driveway.”
Me: “Thank God. I hate those things.”
Husband: “I hate those tacky inflatables that people put on their lawns. My house will always have the classic white lights. We can drive around in the evenings so our kids can see those things.”
Fast Forward to Today:
I swear that our names are not Griswald. Honest!
We hope that maybe one day, when our youngest (now 22 months) is old enough that we can go back to the classic white lights, that I can give up the van and drive anything else again…. before we have grandkids!
That time frame could potentially be very small though as by the time our youngest is a teen the older two will be in their mid-twenties… and the cycle will start all over again 🙂
Just another time where I’ve learned never say never.