On the flip side of the Shenanigans winning at finding Reg a new AAU team: a true and laughable tale of how the Shenanigans have been losing.
We own 4 cars.
1. GW (the Great White - former airport shuttle, 12 seater Chevy Express) -The car seats have been removed for the summer though, so hop aboard. It guzzles gas. Reg doesn't drive it and Mini can drive it - but only if I LOOK AWAY.
2. Honda navy minivan - bought last summer after Mini totaled the red minivan that had no working radio and had a knocking sound in the inner wall in the backseat that could only be attributed to a lurking, angry elf.
3. Gray car- the kid car, a kia Sorrento
4. Tex- Ford Fusion bought from Uncle Marty
A month before we bought Tex, Mini had a loop scheduled at the golf course (caddy term for a bag to carry). I took 3 kids to a play area about 22 minutes from home. Meanwhile, two additional kids hopped off the preK bus at my house and were hanging out with Mini until I got home. I decided that I wasn't going to make it home in time for Mini to head to her loop (this was an oversight on my part. I had a toddler wet her pants before we left the house and it slowed me down). Mini was going to drop the two preK kids at my folks' house before her loop till I could get there.
At the last minute, she realized she had NO FOB for the minivan. It was in Coach's pocket at work. The other FOB needs a new battery. I ordered batteries before we left for Ireland and our house swallowed them whole apparently while we were gone. (I've ordered new batteries since drafting this post so we are back to being a 2 FOB family for the minivan). Dad drove Mini and two preschoolers to the golf course in his car. I met him at the golf course so he wasn't driving around with preschoolers needlessly. Mini was steamed. It was an unpleasant, panicky afternoon.
Last week, Coach drove GW to his prayer meeting, thinking it was the least 'needed' vehicle. Unfortunately, he drove away WITH the FOB to Tex. Tex only has one FOB until we get batteries for the other FOB. That evening, Tex was parked behind the Minivan, so no one could go ANYWHERE until Reg got home from b-ball in the Kia, which was the same time Coach got home with GW.
Tuesday Reg was in a panic before school. He couldn't find the gray car keys. Keys hang on hooks in the mudroom, OR kids drop them on the island. He woke up Tank asking where the keys were, but Tank had driven GW the night before when Coach got home. I deduced that Reg was the last one with the gray keys, think Mr. Plumb in the study with the candlestick. Reg had to drive the minivan to school. We were once again a 4 car family with 3 cars. This was a bad time to learn that somewhere along the way someone has misplaced (permanently?) the second set of Kia car keys.
This was most of the shoes,
but not all. The
surface area of the mudroom
is about half of
the space the shoes are
covering here. WHY????
I emptied the mudroom, assuming someone knocked the key off the holder and they got kicked into a locker. This is NOT my first rodeo. Midway through emptying the lockers, I looked up. Reg's b-ball high tops were on his top shelf. I figured he dropped the keys in the shoe on his way into the house with all of his basketball gear the night before. Bingo.
Look at me, I found the keys, and while I didn't NEED to empty the mudroom, that apparently is not something my offspring are capable of doing on their own.
I'm about to launch into a series of posts focused on Mini. Get excited. This girl doesn't disappoint in the entertainment arena.
Who here, like me, thought that us owning 4 cars was going to simplify things?