...about ten days ago we did buy a pickup. It's a 14 year-old Ford F150 with a manual transmission that drives just as well as you might expect a vehicle of its kind to drive (remember Dan's van in 1997, Kit?).
Then Jer and I each drove a vehicle into the Big City for the weekend. He had to fly out to Chicago for his very last Board Exam (last one, woohoo!) and I had to get out of Radiator Springs and also pick up a dining set.
|we raced Daddy and BR on the way there (no we didn't)|
|we passed Casa on the way (tee hee)|
tada! no more feeding the childrens like they are dogs!
|(somewhat ironically, the table and chairs were made in India)|
There is another benefit of owning a pickup that we had not foreseen:
the bed provides not only a new place to play but a stage for impromptu street performances!