Life begins when you buy a minivan
By Jonathan Gershater on Jul 23, 2007
Several priests and a rabbi are debating when life begins. The priests vigorously argue conception, first trimester and birth. The rabbi remains silent throughout. After heated debate they turn to him and ask: “Rabbi you are so silent, pray tell us when does your religion declare that life begins?” To which the rabbi simply answers : “Life begins when the children move out and the dog is dead….”
The saga began a year ago when our daughter and her two friends began carpooling to school. My wife first entertained the idea of a minivan and I scoffed at it demonstrating how three car seats fit very very (very) snuggly into the rear seat of the Volvo wagon. When my wife made her first attempt at buckling the middle seatbelt she broke a newly manicured fingernail.
I spent the next nine months driving carpool.
In a month my son and his pal will join the carpool to school. A friend of mine in a similar situation told me that Volvo station wagons can fit an extra (rear-facing) bench seat, in the trunk. When I floated that idea at home, my wife gingerly reminded me of her broken fingernail.
So she executed a typical Silicon Valley Craigslist search
and found a Honda Odyssey 2006 with low mileage, an extended warranty and sale
price below KellyBlueBook. She went to see the car and bought it.
Here one sees the benefit of marriage. Were it up to me, I
might have tried the rear-facing bench seat, given up in futility and then
kicked many tires before deciding which to buy letting a great deal slip away.
I resisted marriage - futile. I tried to delay having kids - no good. I suggested we wait a little while longer before buying a home - useless. I thought we did not need a mini-van -wrong!
Now that we have purchased a mini-van it appears we have finally landed. My daughter can go to school and no longer lament that we are the only family that does not have a mini-van.