Dear Car Companies (please especially perk up, Mr. Honda and Mr. Toyota),
I am a Mom. I am twenty-seven years old. Which means that I am young enough to have experienced the minivan as a kid, thereby forever sealing the impression into my head that minivan = OLD MOM.
I’m not against minivans in general, and I don’t judge my friends that choose that route for their lives. But I personally just can’t get over the self-inflicted stigma of owning one myself. I just feel that it would IMMEDIATELY (and without an “undo” button) make me feel 10 years older, and I’m just not ready for that.
Call me vain and egotistical, but I have enough things to make me feel older without my car doing it too.
However, I have been, of late, envying the impressive room, ease of use, and amenities of some of my friend’s minivans. It’s amazing to me that their two year olds can get in the car and up into their carseats by themselves. That’s right – without any lifting, scooting, maneuvering in a horizontal position, bumping of heads, pinching, or any other efforts or torture by Mom.
And it’s not even like I have a small car – I have a medium-to-large SUV (A Honda Pilot, if you must know). But the fact has become glaringly obvious: minivans are made for ease in maneuvering toddlers and babies.
SUV’s, as much as I would like to believe otherwise, aren’t.
And, as I start to begin to consider pondering the possibility of perhaps conceivably maybe potentially adding to our family at some point in time, I see the intense need of having more ease of use when it comes to transportation.
So here’s what I’m asking. You guys are smart. You are always coming up with innovative ways to make cars more impressive, more efficient, and more lustable. So surely you can run with my idea.
Could you please, oh please oh please, make an SUVan? Make it look completely like an SUV on the outside, but have the spaciousness, accessibility, and ease of use of the minivan on the inside. I don’t even have to have those cool slowly-self-propelling sliding doors, if we have to compromise. Just make the inside open up like a minivan.
Because there’s a new generation of us young moms out here that have already experienced the minivan once in our lives, and we just can’t stomach replaying it, except this time with US as the OLD MOM.
p.s. – if you do this, I will buy the first one straight off of the showroom floor. If you could just distract my husband for a few minutes. . .