This is my minivan (color and everything) even though I found the photo on line.
My parents drove a minivan while I was growing up. I loved being able to sit separately from my sister (we bickered back then) and truly enjoyed the privacy of the back-back seat. From way back there, I couldn't hear my parents (arguing) or asking me questions during that time in my life where I didn't want to communicate with anyone about anything (unless it had to do with clothes, music, or boys).
When I started to drive, I was allowed to take the minivan on occasion and I loved it. I could fit all seven of my best friends inside...it was like a party on wheels! The best thing about it is that the middle row of seats could be removed entirely and I could use it to sleep in when we went camping (I am so not the camper-type, despite what you all may think).
This experience of having a large vehicle (and being able to parallel park it), made me realize how fabulous it would be to have one to cart around my little baby, safely. I still drive it to this day, although it's a little dirty (outside and in). I think there's nearly 64,000 miles on it (it's been driven to Las Vegas, L.A. and Anaheim - several times) and just this week the windshield got a crack in it which will need to be replaced soon.
So, on with the point of this post. A fellow blogger, Dad of Divas, is on his own quest (pun intended, sorry) to get his hands on (and his little ones inside of) a minivan of his own. Read, in his own words, the story of The Great Minivan Trade Up project: