The Backseat (Then)
Sneaking out, butterflies, shadows, Camaro, vanillaroma, worn leather, t-tops, tape deck, Whitesnake, wondering, wandering, more butterflies.
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(Sorry, Mom!)
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The Backseat (Now)
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I just saw an old, old, old friend. In the parking lot, both of us left station wagons with car seats and tons of craps littering the floor.
We occasionally forgot about all the smooshed crackers in our backseats, but not for long.
Hmmm, my backseat currently looks like that and I don’t even have small ones!
How did you get into my car last night to take this?
I’m so happy to know I’m not the only one with a backseat like this. We had to take our car seats out while we were moving this week, and the crumbs were unbelievable. I vowed never to let them eat in the car again. That lasted approximately ten minutes.
I plan to seek revenge. Any good suggestions on how to go about it? I thought about eating some kind of food that would inspire a lot of nasty gas that I could then let go of whenever they were around. But I have boys, so I bet they’d think that was awesome. I’d still be the one suffering at that point. Kids always win, damnit.
For some ridiculous reason when we bought our Tucson 4 years ago we chose a white one with beige cloth interior. Big Mistake. Big. Huge.
oh my! Disaster zone! :) How are you? xxx