Baby, you can drive my bed
I’m proud to say that, despite my many years of drawing breath, I have never bought a car. And thanks to some very generous friends (with a large child and a small apartment), my streak remains intact—although we now proudly hold the title to a “pre-owned” toddler bed shaped like a snub-nosed Ferrari. (Older brother sold separately.) When Robert first saw it, he deemed it the Coolest Thing Ever and immediately pounced on it, blithely shoving away anyone who tried to climb up with him.
Yes, my son sleeps in a used car. Real estate being what it is, he might as well get used to it.
I always wanted a car/bed like that. Red, please.
Posted by:WindyLou | August 20, 2004 at 11:26
Awesome! It gives you all sorts of excuses early on-- when's he's sixteen and whining for a car, you can say I already bought you one!
Posted by:corie | August 20, 2004 at 12:39
No, he can say he GAVE him a car already :)
Posted by:kerewin | August 20, 2004 at 20:50
Of all the parenting lessons I've learned, perhaps the most valuable is not to get too bogged down with semantics.
Posted by:LOD | August 20, 2004 at 23:50
Wow! When I was a kid I had to sleep in a van down by the river!
Posted by:Chuck | August 21, 2004 at 09:39
Anyone ever see the Trading Spaces episode where Doug Wilson used two actual, sawed-in-half cars to make a toy box and a bed for a little boy? It was a nice idea, but the room was so small that all they could fit in it were the two metal heaps, nothing else. I think Robert got the better design any day.
Posted by:Gretchen | August 21, 2004 at 11:31
You had a VAN?!!
Posted by:Lisa | August 21, 2004 at 18:54