It was so weird driving the van again. I've spent 4 of the last 7 weeks driving my Dad's Chevy truck. It was an adjustment for sure! Hannah was very excited to be back in her seat - away from my right elbow and Samuel's left leg. I was happy to have space, AC, and a cd player again. Sammy was happy because we were all happy. But mainly, we're all thrilled to have our trusty, spacious Grandma Rocket back...
As soon as we got home we rushed through lunch and ran back outside -{like we were afraid the van had disappeared in the hour we were inside!} We gave Grandma a spa treatment ... vacuumed the inside, cleaned every where we could reach and then I steam cleaned the carpet. She was in need of it for sure. She smelled musty from not being used for 7 weeks and there was also a lingering scent of oil (from the car parts that were thrown in the back when she was towed to the Honda place.)
After we cleaned the van we headed to my parents for supper. After we ate my Dad took the kids fishing and then for a ride on the tractor. They both agreed that today was perfect ...
{Hannah & Samuel took turns wearing her totally cool heart glasses}
{Hannah actually hugged the van! / How fast can we all get inside?}
{Samuel is looking to see if Papa has the tractor ready. / Hannah & Samuel return from fishing.
Sammy goes first on the tractor / then it's Hannah's turn.
*Samuel was actually afraid to get on the tractor @ first but then they each took a second turn!}
Just a side note: we don't personify anything else around our house. Hannah named the van Grandma Rocket and Bobby's car is Rocket. G'ma Rocket is obviously special to us - we got her when Hannah was about 8 months old, we drove her when we brought Sam home from the hospital, and she's taken us to FL, IN, and even to NH! She's been good to us :-)
