Amelia's chariot

That's what my mom dubbed our new Honda CR-V. Based on the last blog post, it was a sticky situation. The dealer was trying to upsell us, which just made our skin crawl. In the end, Brent was able to work out a deal and we drove home our brand-spakin' new vehicle.

House? Check.
New lead-free windows? Check
Crib? Check.
Safe, reliable, big(ger) car? Check, check.

There is plenty more to do before our daughter arrives, but domestication, HERE WE COME!

(or, more accurately, we have arrived)