My, my. My minivan post seemed to strike a chord with others who equally abhor their mode of transportation. While some readers commiserated, others reveled in my new minivan-mom status. Take this email I received from a friend and former co-worker:
So, I was having a pretty amazing weekend […] It was one of those weekends where you think things can’t get any better…and then I read that you bought a minivan […] High-end, high-fashion, high-heeled Diana – the same lady who once mocked my purchase of a minivan and swore to the sweet heavens above that she would buy her entire wardrobe at Salvation Army before being caught dead behind the wheel of a minivan – was now a card-carrying Minivan Mom. Thank you, Diana. Thank you for that precious gift.
I would like the record to show that I never swore I would buy my entire wardrobe at Salvation Army before driving a minivan. I don’t think.
But I digress.
Some people (namely my mother) insisted I would grow to love my minivan. I have my doubts. Yet others requested photos – I think in order to suspend their disbelief. I can still hardly believe it myself, but photos don’t lie. So here you go: my minivan montage. Just so we’re clear – I have a smile on my face, but that is only because I look truly, truly awful frowning And for those of you really detail-oriented, I am wearing very tall shoes and painted my nails (er, had my nails painted) mint green, a decidedly un-soccer mom color, in my opinion. I must rebel against the minivan and all it represents any way I can!
But Oh! Lest I forget, I must wish a Happy Father’s Day to all the dads out there! To the best Dad in the world, I love you but I’m still not going to let Lucy call you “Boss”. And to Damon, thanks for being a great Dad to little E. We miss you!
Now, the pictures. Feel free to mock me.



And driving on the wrong side of the road, no less! That’s right, I said it. Just wear high heels while driving and we’ll call it a wash ;). Miss you and hope all is well. The little one gets more adorable by the day!