Swaggin' Wagon

A couple of years ago, Jason started talking about wanting a truck.  He had a Ford F-150 when he was younger that he traded in for a Honda Accord (being the responsible young man that he was).  I told him that I didn't care what he drove, but that we weren't going to spend another penny on a car payment.  So he told me about a used F-150 that he had found.  We went and looked at it and came home that afternoon with a white truck.

Fast forward two years and now that we had Caroline, the dogs, and more little ones in our future (not immediate), we started talking about vans.  The talking was more about which ones we thought were prettier.  The idea never entered my head that I may have a van.  Jason had his truck for traveling and I had my Tribute that could last through at least one more kid.  Well with a few things in the works, it was looking like we were going to need to switch cars.  He was possibly going to have a longer drive to work and it would make sense for him to drive the Tribute.  That left me with the truck, which I was fine with.  

Then on Friday night, he told me about a van he had found that was used and was in our price range.  He asked me if I wanted to go look at it.  I told him sure, but thought it was more for something to do on a Saturday afternoon.  For this to work he was going to have to trade his truck in, which surely wasn't going to happen!

The next morning we got up, I went to the eye doctor, and when I got home we loaded everyone up in the truck and went to the dealership.

The van that we went for had already been sold.  But good ol' John had another van that he just happened to have to we could check out.  We looked it over and before I knew it we were taking a test drive.  We tweaked nobs and opened and closed everything.  We were fans.

Once we got back, Jason asked me what I thought.  I told him that I liked it, but that we weren't going to pay a penny over what we were already paying.  I still thought that there was no way this man was going to trade his truck in to get me a van.  

Well, the ran the numbers and did their dealing and 3 hours later, we had us a car payment less than the one that we already had.  My sweet, incredible, awesome husband had traded his truck in to get me a van - completely on his own accord!  I never once asked him to do it and pressured him into it.  He did it because he loves me and does what is best for our little family!

And, with no further ado...

My Swaggin' Wagon!

This is just a picture I found online.  Looks just like mine.  This thing is like a space ship.  I never thought I'd want a van.  There are some times that I forget that I am an adult and am married and have a child.  This is a reminder that I certainly am not in college any more!  We traveled this past week for Spring Break and this thing was AWESOME!  We had room for all of us, the two boys, and all of our crap.  I'll take a Swaggin' Wagon and being an adult!