But unlike me, the boys seemed to have no sentimental issues whatsoever with saying goodbye to Black Car. In fact, they embraced the entire thing no questions asked. They jumped at the chance to “go to the car store” knowing full well that we would be leaving Black Car there and driving off with “New Blue Car.” They happily gave Black Car kisses goodbye in the dealership parking lot…
And welcomed the Volkswagon Passat — “New Blue Car” — with open arms —
After the deal was done, we went out to dinner to celebrate “New Blue Car”… Kyle ate his pasta like a madman — no sadness, no weepiness, no Black Car blues…
When New Blue Car was safely parked at home in the garage the boys welcomed it happily — and patted it and kissed it goodnight…
…surely making New Blue Car as happy as a new car can be.
