Insult or Compliment?
As Joseph and his 5th grade buddy loaded my sporty Toyota Sienna today after school I heard this comment from the backseat:
“You didn’t need to warn me, Joseph. This van isn’t THAT nasty. You should see ours.”
Ok, so I know I should have been upset by the fact that my son is discussing the less than showroom condition of my vehicle with 1/2 of the kids at Calvary School, no doubt omitting the fact that the gross little people I drive around are responsible. But the truth is, I was just a little proud that there was a Mommy Minivan out there in worse shape than mine. The small joys of motherhood. The interesting dance of pre-adolescence. I can only imagine what is in store for me next.