Today we bought a new car and traded in our black Acura MDX. Absolutely ridiculous, I know– but I get very sentimental about things like this. I feel so sad to part ways with the “black car” (as K & O so fondly referred to it). The “black car” is the car we drove the boys home from the airport in. They rode in their carseats backwards as little babies, until they turned one, in the “black car.” We had our first family road trips together in the “black car.” They learned all about their beloved orchestral/symphonic music in the “black car.” It makes me sad to say goodbye to Black Car. We had good times in Black Car…
Here are some Black Car photos from this past weekend:
