If my life were a headline, lately it would read: SON SAVED FROM JAWS OF BABY EATING BACKSEAT! Or, BOY NARROWLY AVOIDS SHARP TURN FLIP!
You see, my car has been at the mechanic's since last Monday and I don't know when I will have it back. In early December, that same car cost me nearly $700 when it was in the shop for a week getting worked on. And yet still, I'm pretty lucky because whatever I'm paying, another mechanic would be charging me double, and they certainly wouldn't give me an indefinite loaner ride at no cost. The only problem with the loaner is that it's a 2 door and...I have a baby.
I've dealt with my share of transportation issues in the past and I can attest that this is just one of many situations wherein I'm happy it's "this and not that." Like the time my car died in the front of a drive-thru line when I was 8 months pregnant, or when I had to take public transportation for months because I didn't have a car at all. So sure, there may not be a handle on the passenger side door, and pulling Dylan out from the backseat requires gravity defying muscle strength, but at least it's powered by gasoline and not the passengers feet.