Anonymous wrote:Can we all agree that functionally, there isn't much difference between a minivan and a 3-row SUV. People who think they are too cool for a minivan get the SUV and pretend it isn't a minivan which is fine with me, but don't spend a lot of time talking about how much better it is than a minivan. They're pretty much the same thing.
Anonymous wrote:So not impressed with people who think a minivan is the essence of "giving up" or indicates that you have lost your identity. I mean, you seriously think that people look at a minivan mom dropping her kids off at school vs. a MDX mom or whatever and think, "Wow! That MDX mom clearly has an identity outside of being mommy! Good for her- she hasn't given up!"? Uhh, I think not. Get over yourselves.
Anonymous wrote:LOL at people in this thread. One PP says that they would, gasp, never allow possessions to determine their identity, and in the same breath makes sweeping statements about people that drive certain cars. Ok, then.
I don't think material possessions determine people's identity but you are kidding yourself if you don't think the choices you make play a role in shaping who you are. Doesn't make you a bad person. Doesn't mean you treat people badly or can't look at yourself in the mirror.
I don't think the original person said anything about a minivan determining his/her identity.
Anonymous wrote:A minivan allows me to carpool kids to sports' practices, playdates, parties, etc..
I don't know how parents of school aged kids exist without one.
Anonymous wrote:We got a minivan when our oldest was in 3rd grade. It really wasn't necessary until then.
I was just tired of being the mom who couldn't hold up her end on carpooling, bringing kids to events, etc.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I mistakenly got one when I had my third child b/c I thought I needed it (all in carseats). I had it for a year and got rid of it because I hated it so much. It was convenient, I'll give you that, but I am vain enough that I felt like I had given up on life every time I approached that damn thing. Traded it in for an SUV and never looked back. No one NEEDS a minivan.
Wow, that is really sad. I can't imagine caring that much what other people think. I definitely can't imagine my car dictating my identity. Wow.
Looks like that person cared more about what HE/SHE thought, not about what other people thought. I think lots of our choices dictate our identity, no? The clothes we wear, the way we decorate our home, the names we choose for our children, why is a car any different? Why shouldn't someone choose a car that they like? I'm missing something here.
NP.
Of course external possessions don't determine my identity! My identity comes from within - how I treat others. If I can look in the mirror every morning and tell myself that I'm making a positive impact on the world around me. And so on and so forth. I like that my identity remains the same whether I'm driving a beat up clunker or a Mercedes, whether I'm dressed in Target or Ralph Lauren.
Why would I allow my possessions and material things to determine my identity? What a sad life!
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I mistakenly got one when I had my third child b/c I thought I needed it (all in carseats). I had it for a year and got rid of it because I hated it so much. It was convenient, I'll give you that, but I am vain enough that I felt like I had given up on life every time I approached that damn thing. Traded it in for an SUV and never looked back. No one NEEDS a minivan.
Wow, that is really sad. I can't imagine caring that much what other people think. I definitely can't imagine my car dictating my identity. Wow.
Looks like that person cared more about what HE/SHE thought, not about what other people thought. I think lots of our choices dictate our identity, no? The clothes we wear, the way we decorate our home, the names we choose for our children, why is a car any different? Why shouldn't someone choose a car that they like? I'm missing something here.