We recently had a new addition to our family…
Meet our friend Camry!
She came to stay with us for a couple of weeks to give us a crash course in what life would be like if we had fewer kids and could buy a zippy little car to roll around town in instead of a humongousaur truck that fits 3 Dudes, bulk shopping trips, beds from Ikea, and Baby Dog Daughter.
Don’t get me wrong; I love my truck (although I would LOVE a new one even more), but there was a lot about the Camry that I loved too.
First, the gas mileage that thing got was nuts. I wanted to cry when I saw how little cheese it cost me to fill it up. And, I only went to the gas station twice in two weeks. Even though I drover her like a thousand miles. My old school, gas guzzler and I have a standing Costco gas station appointment every Monday and Thursday.
Second, the parking versatility was awesome. I can’t just roll up in a teeny weeny city parking garage and leave the Pilot any ole where. My baby requires a little space. I have to search for a spot that will allow me to get in without wrecking it and out without binging the heck outta my doors, or those of the adjecent car. And parrallel parking is a beast. Not in the Camry. I was parallel parking like a mother. Or someone who actually knows how to do that.
Third, it had all kinds of hi-tech-ilicious thing-a-ma-jigs in it. USB plugs, satellite radio, cool in door cup holders, Entune. Maybe all of you new-ish car drivers aren’t impressed by this type of stuff, but I have a cassette player in my ride. A. Cassette. Player. Do you know how frustrating it is to have a cassette player and only have New Kids on the Block to shove in it?! Look how 2012 this thing looks inside…
Fourth, it was remarkably spacious. All three Dudes fit pretty comfortably in the back…
Well, comfortably-ish. They get a little buck if they are required to touch, and there was a whole mess of touching in here, especially because we still have two Dudes in booster seats. But, with only two of them in there, it was perfect, random football helmet wearing and all (he wasn’t going to or coming from a game, he just likes to wear it)…
Finally, driving it was fun! It took the curvy roads around my house like a race car. I felt very Dannika Patrick I mean, um, black-chick-who-drives-a-Toyota-in-Nascar while I was shooting around my hood. I’m sure my neighbors hated me and my awesome driving.
Although, if they would move it already, I wouldn’t have to lap them.
Sadly, my life with three kids who love having a DVD player and a third row of seats and
a cassette player the ability to fit all of their random gear, soccer teammates, and furry friend in the back for a road trip, doesn’t really allow me to snag myself a Camry to rock.
But it’s on my list for one day.
And, in the meantime, I can’t say I’d be sad if someone showed up on my doorstep with a Sequoia for me to enjoy!
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*Little Miss Camry came to visit me courtesy of my participation in Toyota’s Women Influencer Network. I have fully loved being a part of #ToyotaWomen and all opinions are my own. As per usual.