Car Wash

Since it was such a beautiful day today we decided to take the van to get washed. The last time my van was clean was back in September when my Dad took it to be washed since it sat outside for most of the summer getting sapped on because our garage was filled with furniture for their new house. Mom and Dad just recently gave us some money for gas due to driving back and forth to their new house to help them unpack and paint. I had just recently filled up my tank so I decided to use some of the money to wash the van. As you've probably figured out washing my van is not a high priority on my list especially when it involves my money. I actually don't ever think I've personally paid for my van to be washed. The closest I've come is washing it by hand once this summer and I didn't do a very good job so I probably won't be attempting that again. Anyway back to the point I was trying to make...this was Owen's first time going through one of those automatic car washes. I wasn't sure how he'd react, but he's a pretty brave kid. I mean he chases the vacuum cleaner when it's running because he loves it so much. However, by the time the second "octopus" (the long soapy arm things at the car wash) came by he was really freaked out. Daddy had to jump in the backseat and calm him down. He has a little bit of a cold so he's been kind of sensitive all day anyway so he might do better under different circumstances.