The Best Birthday Gift Ever

Last year we bought a car for $300 as a quick fix for the "oh crap, it died!" car so that Sam had something to drive to work. The new ride was quickly dubbed the Barfmobile because of the bubbled, peeling and faded green paint. It truly looked like someone threw up on it and left the chunks there to dry. (You're welcome.) And then, a month or so after we got it, someone backed into me and smashed the door. It was replaced with a door that almost-sort-of matched and we decided that it was good enough. While the car is still in good running condition, it's been replaced with something a bit easier on the eyes. We retired the Barfmobile and had plans of hauling it to the junk yard as soon as the snow melts.

And then Becky had a 15th birthday and we realized that in another year she'd be driving. While I certainly do not think that every new driver should be endowed with a car as a handout from their parents, it seemed a bit silly to get rid of something that runs perfectly fine when in a few years Becky would be looking for a cheap car to buy. But we couldn't very well give her the car because how fair would that be to the boys? And trust me, we aren't going to buy vehicles for each of the kids. Working for something teaches responsibility and builds character, yo.

We had a plan. We'd gift the car to Becky on her birthday, and the boys would each get a key as well. It was gifted to the kids, not just Becky. Most kids would be mortified at the thought of driving the Barfmobile, but they've got a year (or more) to fix it up and they're just thrilled that they've got a car of their very own. Except Micah. Micah got a key. As far as he's concerned, it's the Key That Unlocks The World.

Micah tried his key in the supply closet at the hospital, in the MRI door where Daddy was working, in the van door AND ignition, and in the house door. His key is magical, I tell you. Magical! When he's not proudly holding it in his hand, he's patting it as it reposes in his pocket. Becky's birthday rocks. He got a key.

11 comments:

HalfAsstic.com said...

You guys! PURE GENIUS!

Mia said...

Fantastic idea. My kids would love that!

Annette W. said...

Good idea to pass out the keys as long as there aren't any midnight rides! Seriously, a good solution!

Viv said...

My husband is already talking about giving our oldest his truck in a couple of years, I might just steal this idea when that happens. This is an excellent idea!!!

imbeingheldhostage said...

Great idea! Your ingenuity never ceases to amaze me!

Trisha said...

I am certain that Becky and the barfmobile will spend many happy times together. So will the boys and their keys.

Roger said...

That is so cool. Because the boys will also respect the 'Barfmobile' and who knows, maybe even make it look better. But why mess with it, I say.

What are you going to say when the kids come up to you and say, "Hey mom, can we get some shag carpeting?"

Burgh Baby said...

I am STILL in shock that Becky is 15. W.T.H. How did that happen?

Karen Deborah said...

Hey teens like cars that look like barfmobiles! well they used to like anything that would drive...and Micah?
Well just kiss him...he is so cute.

Debbie Yost said...

We've had this discussion in our house. My van will be ready to be replaced by the time the teen is old enough to drive but how it works here is hubby gets a new car (his company requires him to have a car no older than 6 years old) I get his (which bites because it's not what I would have chosen and I never get the new car again) and the teen/kids get mine. My problem is, it's a van. You know how many kids you can pile into a van? Like you, it's that that I think they need a car the minute they turn 16, but do I really want them driving and wrecking mine? Hey I was a kid and I had 4 siblings, there were fender benders! My plan is to trade the van in for a barfmobile of our own.

I say smart move on keeping it. Now if I just had one of those magic keys ...

Lisa Page Rosenberg said...

Genius.

Long live The Barfmobile.