I am a suburban mother myself, and I curse the mother-with-a-cellphone mightily.

(I avoid driving. When I do drive, I drive a Toyota Scion xB, which is tall, but wee. And I never, ever, talk on the phone when driving. Except when my son calls me, and then I pull over ASAP.)

It's unfortunate that Narrator doesn't exist. I was trapped in Chicago and spent NYE in a hotel all by myself with room service and Saw III.

For the record... I offered to rescue you from the airport. (I couldn't provide room service or Saw III though)

(I avoid driving. When I do drive, I drive a Toyota Scion xB, which is tall, but wee. And I never, ever, talk on the phone when driving. Except when my son calls me, and then I pull over ASAP.)

No rear storage space to speak of, either. Failed utterly at the jogging stroller test, I fear. It's tall, wee, and cute. Childless, I think I'd be a little in love.

Don't look at me. I wanted a Forester, but life conspired to give me an Odyssey. I actually drive a mommyvan.

Yup. I'm a minivan driver.

But I have tons of musical gear in the back, not toddlers. Unless you count the Biscuit, who gets a bench seat to himself.

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I have a bright blue Windstar. Her name is Violet.

I've always wanted to name my car. I have never been able to think of an appropriate name for her.

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It's a Mitsubishi Lancer, Tamara? Then clearly, her name is Mitzi (unless you just used 'her' by default. If it drives like a boy, clearly, he's Lance).

I call all cars Betty. I don't know why. They just all say Betty to me.

My one true car name is Bessie, but I so strongly associate it with my first car, it's always felt wrong using it on any of the subsequent ones.