Flannel is doing a study abroad in Paris for a semester so Sam flew to Utah, stole Flannel's truck, and drove it back to Williston. Although the truck is a gas guzzler, it has been so nice to have two vehicles again and I am really excited to have a truck in the winter. It makes driving around here less intimidating.
We took the boys outside to see the truck for the first time. They didn't seem to understand that it would be ours for a little while.
We've never had a truck before so I occasionally make the mistake of referring to it as a car. If Alex hears me, he laughs and says, "It's a truck! You said 'Car!'" I love that kid.
It is legal to have Alex forward facing in the middle of the front seat in North Dakota. We don't do it unless we have to (which has been once) and he loved it. Now he asks to sit in the front seat all the time.
My padre is always looking out for us. I am so glad he is letting us use this truck while Flannel is gallivanting around France. Although I only drive the truck once or twice a week, it is mentally freeing to not be stuck at home every day.