I was glancing at the debris littering my car the other day and I realized each item revealed my lifestyle, my personality and my family's life. It made me laugh and sigh to see a portrait of my life rolling around in the back or piled next to me on the passenger seat. Take a ride with me in my car and you will see that there is nothing mysterious about the life I lead. Although, I believe my Mother-in-law thought it was a little bit of a scary mystery on why I would invite her to go to lunch with me when I had clearly not cleaned up the spilled granola on the passenger seat before I asked her to ride in my car. Seriously, you cannot imagine how I cringed as I frantically swept the crumbs onto a floor already hosting several other snack remains eaten on the run.
So I took it a little inventory of my car and here is what It reveals about me.
Front seat:
Two pull-ups and a pack of wipes. I am a mother in potty training mode. And although we are on victorious day 12 of no accidents I still don't trust my three year-old's bladder. So every time I get in the car for errands I add yet another pull-up because I can't remember that I already put some in there. It's kind of like my potty-training food storage.
A pen somewhere: A Mom and a bookeeper. I see it sitting there in my console but somehow it always manages to disappear when I am at the bank drive-in. Of course, I also need that pen to sign the permission slip sitting on my front seat.
A stray receipt: This is evidence I am married to an accountant. I am supposed to keep every little receipt but sometimes they jump out of the paper jumble in my purse, probably when I am searching for that lost pen.
A pan lid with rubberbands wrapped around the outside: Mom to a 10 year-old boy who likes to serenade me with Mary Had A Little Lamb on his homemade instrument he brought home from school last week.
4 sets of wireless headphones: My husband loves me. He had a DVD player installed and oh how I love the silence those headphones bring.
Middle Seat
A soccer ball: Soccer Mom: Yes we love soccer in our house. This is also the explanation for the four camp chairs in the back. There are five of us in our family but either Becca or Isaac has had a soccer game at least once a week for the past two months, so we only need four chairs as we cheer, scream and moan at their games. Soccer season is over but Isaac starts championship games and I am not hauling those chairs out until we are done.
An umbrella: Midday Saturday socccer games are sunny and hot.
Becca's Jacket and her water bottle: An ignored mother. I'm not sure why things like jackets and water bottles from lunch boxes get left in the car after I nag and nag to have them cleaned out.
A Brush: I have two girls. We are either trying to look cute on the run or we are late for gymnastics and we will have to do ponytails when we arrive at our destination. Of course, if the brush had been kept in the bathroom we may not have been late in the first place.
Back Seat
An extra booster seat: A carpooler. I have an extra pre-schooler in my car two mornings a week. This is part of the musical seat game I play with my own three children and and an additional combination of three carpool kids.
Isaac's trash: Again an ignored mother. Just wait until his Dad finds his stash and then he will be SORRY.
A pair of pants to return to Costco: I am forgetful. I should have returned these two months ago at my last Costco visit but I got inside Costco and realized I had forgotten them and I was not about to haul my three kids and one extra friend back outside just to return a pair of pants. Because, I am also a Costco girl and there will surely be another trip soon. Hopefully by then I will have cleaned out the car to make room for a big haul of food to feed my family. Of course I may forget and then we will have to come up with some creative space management.
I think that is all unless you count the orange cracker crumbs underneath Lia's seat. I will get those cleaned up eventually when I have a spare moment.
6 comments:
oh how familiar! I swear a clean car is my nemesis!!! I clean it out really good, only to have it look exaclty the same way in about 5 days-argh! I guess we will have to wait for clean cars in about 16 years. Till then, be greatful for it because you always need something; and hey, you probably don't have to go back home for it, you've got it in your car!
That is so funny you posted about this because I was just cleaning out the suburban yesterday from our busy weekend and I was thinking the same thing. I found three syringes, two with the tops on, one without, just waiting for someone to grap it and get pocked. Cody left his waterbottle and pads from football, and all the kids left their wet towels and goggles from when Clay took them swimming. That pretty much summs up my life right now!
I know my car will get worse as my kids get older and our lives more hectic.
Sorry about all your broken stuff. That would just irk me! What a pain.
ok, that is just like my car! If I clean it, by late afternoon it is filthy again! I swim in lunch boxes, snack trash, empty capri sun foil bags, rotten and sticky who knows what, and shoes and smelly socks!
That makes me laugh because I can relate so well! Thanks for the laugh. Your blog is so cute.
No wonder I never see you driving around anymore...you got a new car! What does it look like so I know what you look like on the streets?
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