After years, and years, and years of asking for this suburban... Steve's dad finally gave it to him. It's a classic garage baby. (Older than Adam with next to no miles.) I think it was a mixture of circumstance, and Steve's relentless pressuring - but mostly circumstance. Regardless, Steve loves it. And so do the pirates. They beg to ride in it. And then fight for the right to a window seat. We have to judiciously keep track of who had it last and who is up next. (Robs told me just this afternoon, that she plans on riding in it when we take our next vacation.) They love it - and I love that they love it.
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