How Your Life Changes After Kids Arrive
Forgetting Sports Cars, the LATCH system and Dodging the Minivan Land Mine
By: hockeydad on: Wed 30 of May, 2007 [02:39 UTC] (2234 reads)
I’m sitting here looking at a picture of 1956 Porsche Speedster. The little two door convertible is silver, black interior, and Speedster written in gold script on the sides just in front of the doors. It’s a beautiful machine with just the right amount of curves to challenge any woman. It has sun filled days driving along the Pacific Coast Highway or possibly somewhere in the south of France along the Mediterranean Sea written all over it, but it doesn’t have the latch system, so no can have.
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That sucks, doesn’t it?
I’ve come to realize that once you have small children, you have to throw some “wants” out the window and that’s hard for us parents. I didn’t say throw away because we all know the little ones will grow up eventually and we can get back to our wants, but for now it’s all about the kids.
My wife and I learned that with the arrival of our twins. With one kid, we could somewhat go about our normal lives, driving what he had before, but now I can look out the window and see the dreaded minivan, the vehicle that’s launched a thousand horrified faces. Sure they’re cool as far as staying low on the cop’s radar mentally and physically, but that’s not hard to do since they can’t get above 60 miles per hour anyway.
Fortunately, I was able to sidestep that landmine and get a Chevy Avalanche. I thought outside of the minivan box and found something else that could hold three kids. My wife, I’m sorry to say, wasn’t that lucky. She was a casualty of the minivan war and I had to leave her behind, but them's the brakes. Survival of the fittest.
With kids around, especially infants, beer and wine are replaced with formula and little jars of pureed peas. Our once-beautiful Oriental rug is now hidden beneath some distorted mosh pit of Elmos and teletubbies. When you say “look at the writing on the wall,” you actually mean it. And all of your clothes have at least one stain on them (usually shoulder area).
Do I get upset about putting things on hold? Not really. Of course I come across things I’d love to buy and would buy if I didn’t have three kids, but they’re all material things that will come around again sometime.
My kids are my kids and I can’t deny them anything. As a matter of fact, of the things I do have, I already have them put aside for my children when they get older and I’m long gone. When they’re out the door living their own lives, I can get back to some of my wants.
I can already see them taking turns driving daddy’s old Speedster. But if they put one scratch on it, I’m gonna comeback and haunt them.