The newest member of our family

And it's not sweet baby Miles. . . He's upwards of a week old already.  We haven't named her yet.  Still trying to come up with something fitting.  John really likes the name "Peace-mobile".  I'm hoping it lives up to that.

Out with the old. . . 

Goodbye Yukon, you've served us well and have provided us many good times.  Nothing against you, we just don't fit anymore.  The big boys are getting bigger and don't fit in the back seat anymore, and there's always fighting over who sits where, who is touching who, who is breathing who's air, . . .

and plenty of issues over who gets to carry all the Costco groceries on their lap when I have all the kids in the car.  And debate over who gets to invite a friend or which cousin gets to come with us to the pool or some other activity, because there's only one tiny extra seat in the front row.  And last but definitely not least, there's the HUGE dilemma over where to put all the luggage for these 8 people (who are now nine) when we go on family trips.  So it's time for us to depart ways and move on.

In with the new. . . 

As our family grows, our family car does too.  John and I debated over a 12 passenger or 15 passenger.  John's philosophy is "go big or go home".  We plan to take out the back seat, which will give plenty of space for Costco, luggage, camping gear, etc. . . Still with room to spare for extra kids.

Welcome to the family, Peacemobile.  I am hopeful that you live up to your name!