Valentine's Day Surprise

Yesterday Jason and I traded in my car for a minivan.

We totally weren't planning on doing that this soon, but the opportunity presented itself and we jumped at the opportunity. My mom called yesterday morning to tell me that one of the car dealerships here in town was offering some special incentives due to the holiday weekend. I was hesitant at first because Jason and I had hurt our credit a little in the past while I was still in school living off of student loans and having to pay for daycare on top of that.

There was a time soon after Audrey was born that we had only one car. Looking back to those days, I sometimes wonder how we were able to make it work. We managed to survive with one car for almost a whole year until I got my current teaching job. That is when we knew that we needed to find a way to get another car without being slammed with an insane interest rate due to our bad credit.

God blessed us with some unexpected inheritance money which Jason's mom was generous to surprise us with. Jason's aunt Karen was also visiting us from California at that time, and she was also very generous to help us with a down payment for our car. We weren't looking for much at the time. We just wanted something to get me to work each day, but something reliable. We ended up with a little Chevrolet Aveo. It looked just like this:

It was a pretty small car, but it did the job. It was a great little car that suited me just fine. That was a great little car. It kinda reminded me of my first car: a 1985 Toyota Corolla hatchback. Our main problem with this car was that we found we were often needing more space than we had, and Jason's little Saturn wasn't offering much more space either. Our funniest experience was when we bought an over-the-stove microwave for our kitchen. In order to get it in my car, the microwave was in the front seat with the seat pushed as far back as it would go (I still don't know how I was able to shift with that box in the way), and Jason was practically sitting on the laps of our girls while they were cramped in their car seats!

Getting a bigger car has been something we had been talking about for quite some time, and I still don't think we aren't done having kids. I couldn't tell you when #3 might be coming, but we definitely didn't want to be putting one of the kids in the trunk just so the baby could have space in the back seat!

Our car buying experience yesterday was almost surreal. We were unsure of how things would go as we had the girls with us, and we didn't know how long they would be okay looking at cars. We were soon greeted by a salesperson who was the most laid-back, no-hassle kind of guy who listened to us so intently it was almost like he already knew EXACTLY what we wanted and needed. If you ask me, God had a hand in this one!

We drove one minivan which was along the lines of what we were looking for, but our salesperson told us to drive the car to one of their other lots because he thought we would like this other one better. He was so right! I drove up to the other car and immediately thought, "This is it!" After only a few seconds in that car, we knew it was the one for us. The girls were even excited too. I think they like being able to see more out their windows.

We like how the back seats fold down and the middle row comes out if we need all the space. We like that it feels safer and that the girls' car seats lock in there MUCH more tightly than they ever did before. Hopefully we won't be needing another car for quite some time. I know that I wasn't originally thrilled about the idea of being a minivan driving soccer mom, but it's not the car that defines me. What other options do I have if I end up having more kids? None. I'm happy with my new car. When does soccer practice start?

Adventure At 6 O'Clock In The Morning

I look forward to Mondays these days.

Part of the reason why I like teaching at my school so much is because I am off on Mondays. I take that time for myself. These days are mostly consumed with piles of papers to grade and planning for the next week's lessons. I also like Mondays because I can sleep in past 4:30 which is my usual wake up time during the week.

This morning started like any other. Jason woke up early (before his alarm clock) and started getting ready for work. He is also known for taking long walks in the mornings before he leaves for work.

I was woken up around 6:15 this morning because the phone was ringing. You know how it is, you are woken from a deep sleep because of a somewhat familiar sound. I was definitely disoriented, and was unable to get to the phone before it stopped ringing. I looked at the Caller ID and was puzzled as to why there would be an 800 number calling me this early in the morning. How strange. I proceeded to go back to bed.

Laying in bed and unable to go back to sleep, I started to think about what my day was going to be like. Suddenly, I heard my front door slam open, and I heard, "POLICE!" WHAT??? Is this really happening? In MY house? Did I really hear what I thought I heard? I raced down the stairs to find a flashlight beaming up my stairs and a police officer standing in the doorway.

"We're here ma'am because we got a call from your alarm company that your front door has been breached, so we came right away."

"Oh my goodness!" I explained to them that it must have been Jason who was leaving to go on his morning walk. Just then I see Jason running down the street towards us. The concern on his face was very evident as he caught the sight of three police cars sitting in front of our house.

We explain to the officers that Jason must have set off the alarm when he went through the front door this morning for his walk. We don't really set the alarm every night, but mainly when we remember. I didn't hear the alarm from all the way upstairs, and I didn't get the phone, so the next step was for the alarm company to call the police.

I felt so bad that the police had to be called so early in the morning for a stupid mistake, but I am thankful that it worked. Since we got our alarm system put in a couple years ago, I have been thankful for that added sense of security, but have always been wondering if it actually works. Well, now I know.

I thanked them as they left and definitely appologized for their waste of time. As they were leaving, one of the officers looked at Jason and said, "We need you to come with us so we can settle things. Why don't you sit in the back of my car, and we can give you some nice silver bracelets too!" He joked. It's funny how they can be so serious one moment, and the next minute they start joking around! We laughed and were very thankful that this was all just a silly mistake.

What makes this even funnier is that the girls slept through this whole incident! They had no idea that just moments before they woke up, there were three police squad cars sitting outside our house with officers prepared to deal with an unwanted intruder!

Whew! What a morning! I appreciate the time the officers took to make sure we were safe, but I hope I won't need their help like that again!