My husband thinks I should buy a minivan.  I think he’s smoking dope. 

At 24 years old, I’m already a bit peeved about driving my SUV.  I think my SUV is mom enough – a mini van is out of the question.  

While motherhood has countless blessings, it has also bestowed stretch marks, saggy breasts, and (dare I say it?) weathered nethers.  I need a minivan like I need another tear in my … nevermind.