Five years ago, days after my mother died, I went to the car dealer in a haze of grief and signed off on the purchase of a mini-van. I fought it for years. The Husband wanted a mini-van before kids were even in the equation. He loved his Plymouth growing up and wanted to replicate […]
Our summer vacation last week involved a road trip, a very long drive to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We are seasoned car-trippers. Last summer we travelled 499.5 miles to Orono, Maine. (Yes, I mapquested the mileage.) Here’s the funny part about our long car rides. First, we have a small SUV with only one row of […]
You know that in The Garden State, we spend a lot of time with the kids in the car. We eat in there, reconnect with our kids while driving, listen to them chattering with friends as we bring friends over for playdates. Kids fall asleep in the car, negotiate with us to get their music over the stereo, leave personal effects in the backseat (books, toys, headbands, artwork) as do you (lipstick, phone recharger, perfume). The car becomes an extension of home.
On the JerseyMomsBlog forum, I must make an announcement. I’ve been diagnosed with a serious disorder, and I must disclose this horrible flaw in my character. My husband, many friends, possibly relatives, neighbors and acquaintances may also share this imperfection of parenting. Lean closer, and I’ll whisper it to you, “I have EDD…Empathy Deficit Disorder.” […]