I love my son's mismatched galoshes and ski helmet that he wears when helping dad with construction.Those of you that don't know me personally might not know about my baby. I don't mean my 2 year old, he is my baby but I mean my Sprinter. I don't talk about him much because like my child I protect him from mean comments that are often thrown his way. Comments such as- "why in the world do you drive that huge thing Jenny?" Well I will tell you. The sprinter s diesel- I have wanted one for a long time. It goes 300,000+ miles, it gets 28 miles to the gallon, I can stand up in it, it has an aisle down the side for easy maneuverings, tons of trunk space and tons under each seat, it turns on a dime and don't forget, hasrubber floors for easy cleaning. Yes, I love this car. I only have one child in school but I actually take six extra kids home everyday since I can seat 10. When I got into a car accident last year in my mini-van I knew I didn't want an SUV. Gas is so pricey and I hate getting kids in and out. My sister that has 9 kids owned this car and she had a new baby at the time of my accident so they had to upgrade to the 12
seater version. I was so excited because every time I babysit my sister's kids I got to drive this sweet ride and I had it in my "bubble" ever since. Since we got this car my husband has had this idea in his "bubble."

He made this incredible platform so that we could sleep on the top on a queen mattress and the boys on the bottom on a twin. This this is so strong, I was amazed. And it is covered in carpet for extra comfort. They tested it on a
camp out while I was on a sister's retreat last weekend-(next post).
definitionsBubble: the focus of your every thought on a subject.