My little Echo has moved on to a new home. After twelve years of faithful service to the Fortier 5 clan, after many soda spills and being run into by bikes and children, after 156,000 miles of adventures, its been adopted by someone else who was looking for EXACTLY just that kind of car. We've gotten a van, or the Bus as the kids and I call it, because it's HUGE. I think twice as long as the Echo? It comes with lots of buttons and secret compartments, and best of all, the rule to NOT EAT ANYTHING EVER inside this fancy new (to us) bus.
Elijah has been enjoying his back seat view when I park him there while I run laps in the parking lot at Shelly's ballet school. Shelly, by the way, does not like this "running laps" idea. But such is life, I don't have time to sit around waiting for her for an hour or two while she dances. We've got to "get our energy" as Elijah likes to say!
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