Monday, August 14, 2006

That new car smell

So, we broke down and finally traded in our little car (with a back seat, but not a big enough back seat for carseats) for a larger car.

And we finally took posession of it on Thursday, Aug. 3rd. (yeah, I know, it's been a long time since I've updated the blog - I was busy last week!)

I won't go into the gory details of the two-week car-buying experience, but it finally ended on Thursday when the sales guy called the trucking company and told them that if they didn't deliver the car that day, he was going to call it in stolen.

Surprise, we got the car that day. After more than a week of it being "somewhere" on a truck. ???

Anyway, being very excited to try out the new car with the back seat appropriately sized for carseats, I forced the husband to transfer the carseats to the new car that night (at 9pm) so we could all go for a test-drive.

Forty-five minutes later, we were all loaded up in the car with at least 20 mosquitoes also in attendance.

And we spent the rest of the weekend trying out the car, attending little kids' birthday parties, and generally having fun zipping around in our new car!

The aforementioned birthday parties were both on Sunday morning and they actually over-lapped. So, we went to the first party, held at one of those Bounce U places, and left right before they served the cake.

The second party was a pool-party, at which we arrived just in time to eat a little pizza and then play in the pool a little while before the cake was served.

Now, I'm sure this will come as a surprise to you, but the boy, in addition to having issues going to sleep and issues with potty training, is a rather finicky eater. So he won't eat pizza. Or the "cake" part of birthday cake. His diet, then, that fateful morning consisted of 2 juice boxes, the frosting off of two pieces of cake, and about half a bowl of Doritos.

Can you guess what happened on the way home from the second birthday party?

Yep, he threw up. In the new car. And as he was throwing up, I was struck with conflicting thoughts: "Oh, poor little boy..."
"Oh no! The car!"
"Ew, Doritos."
"Yep, there it goes, dripping down onto the seat of the new car!"
"Wow, how much did he eat?!"
"Good Lord! Make it stop!"

We spent the next 2 hours trying to clean everything up once we got home. Luckily, most of it was contained in his carseat and only a little bit oozed down onto the seat of the car. Also luckily, we got the leather seats in the car, so that was fairly easily cleaned.

So, we actually got off fairly unscathed. It will be awhile before I eat any Doritos, however.

1 comment:

meredith said...

Leather is a very good choice with small children. We have a leather couch that has been barfed upon many times and cleans up quite nicely :)