Monday, January 5, 2015

The New Van

My van is dying.  We bought it (obviously) used just before Lily was born over 3 years ago, and it has served us well for about 45,000 miles.  It's had thorough cleanings and regular maintenance, but it's old - a 2003 Chevy Venture with 175,000+ miles on it.

So before the end of the year, we decided to go van shopping in hopes of finding a stellar deal and helping someone clear out some inventory from their lot.

I've never really car-shopped before, at least not the car-lot kind of car shopping.  New cars aren't a reality in our world, and because my dad has a dealer's license, most of my cars have come through my dad.  It goes like this:

Me:  Dad, I want/need a way to get around.
Dad:  What did you have in mind?
Me:  I don't have a lot of $, but I'd like a [fill in car/van/truck/color/wants here].  Do you know of anything?
Dad:  Let me do some checking...

And then he comes up with something close to what I thought I wanted and for such a good deal that I can't possibly say no.

That is how "car shopping" has gone for me on all but 2 vehicles I've bought in my life.  The two that didn't follow that pattern were cars we bought for Chase, and cars he found and we basically only talked to the owners of those cars and purchased them directly that way.

So driving around used car lots in the final week of 2014 was weird.  I felt like I was more savvy than most car buyers out there - I'd done my research, knew, generally, what I wanted, and was equipped with my iPhone with NADA.com and KBB.com at the ready!

We drove around on the last Saturday of the year just as car lots were closing, and we had NO intentions of buying that day.  The purpose was simply to drive around and see what was available close to home so we knew if we needed to go to Lincoln or Omaha to look.  There was enough in our price range nearby that we decided Monday was the day.

It was snowing and frigid here on Monday and the roads were not great at all.  As I drove the kids to their aunt's house to play for the afternoon, I wondered if anyone would even let me test drive a vehicle on those roads.  But at that point, I was committed - kids in the car, arrangements made to look at a number of vehicles, I wasn't backing out.

I drove one van at one lot and felt like everything they had was way over-priced.  Plus, I wasn't crazy about what I'd driven there at all.  The next place I stopped at was kind of on a whim.  I had seen their online inventory and I knew there was nothing there we could afford or that fit our needs.  But I thought, what the heck?  I'm here.  Maybe they have something that's not listed online...

The salesman talked me into driving a white minivan - I don't like white minivans - and it was more than $2,000 more than what we wanted to spend.  That may not sound like a whole lot to some of you, but in our world, that's a LOT of $$$!  Financing isn't an option we use for vehicles, so our bank account had to be able to pay for anything we bought.

I drove the van and despite the white color, I loved it!  It was SO much nicer than I thought we could get.  I didn't get attached, but started working on the salesman - before I'd just told him I had kids and was looking to buy a van.  As we test drove this van, I mentioned that my dad owned a mechanic shop nearby, and my brother-in-law owned the large mechanic shop just down the street from the dealership - could I run the van by them to have them check it out.

Then as we parked and headed back in to the showroom, I mentioned that I couldn't really make any decision without my husband there - we both needed to be in agreement. And then I asked why they had the van so over-priced as it booked at $1,000 under what they were asking for it.

Over the next 3 hours, I took the van to my brother-in-law who gave it a once over and his agreement that it was in good shape for its miles/age.  I met Chase and he drove the van, and we both agreed it would be a great van to have, if we could afford it.  Finally we ended up back at the dealership and worked our way up through the salesman to the manager, and eventually through the manager to an owner.  And ultimately, we got the van for a price we could afford!  I'm not sure the place we bought from made much $ on us, but I told them from the start that they weren't going to make a lot of $ on me.

I can say this after having talked to salesmen at at least 5 different lots about different vehicles:  people with unpalatable occupations/habits don't trade cars in to dealers/used car lots.  All of the vehicles we expressed interest in were owned by teachers, principals, bankers, or "good Christian people."

As Chase and I drove away with our "new van" we joked that it had been owned by a pastor, blessed by the pope, washed only in holy water, and was otherwise the most religious van in the world!  Honestly, all it took to get the "it was owned by a pastor" out of the salesman was to mention that I work at a Christian school!

At any rate, here is a stock photo of our new ride - I'd take a real picture, but it's covered in snow!  And my favorite feature:  cloth heated seats!  (I hate leather seats!)

 

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Christmas, snow, and the last of 2014

This year was easily the funnest year so far in this Francl house.  I mean, there is no Christmas better than one you experience when you're 3 years old.  So. Fun!!!!  Here is how it went...

Christmas Eve - The Francl Side

On Christmas Eve, Chase worked 1/2 a day and then headed to his parents' house after Connor got up from his nap.  It was, perhaps, the longest 1/2 day of Lily's life.  We had been to Chase's parents a few days before, and she'd scoped out the presents under the tree.  There was a present for her, and it was wrapped in Frozen wrapping paper.  I think by the time we left the house at 2:30 on Christmas Eve, she had asked me at least 1,000 times when she'd get to open her "Frozen present."  We talked again, and again, and again, and again about exactly what would happen after Connor woke up and Daddy got home.  

But all that anticipation is part of the fun! 

We got to Grandma's, ate supper, and then it was FINALLY time!  See how excited she is:


(Just to clarify about the jammies she's wearing...  We always take the kids jams when we go to Grandma's house and stay till bedtime.  Often the kids fall asleep on the way home.  On Christmas Eve, as soon as supper was over and we were cleaning up in the kitchen, Lily volunteered to changed into her jams because it was getting dark.  I think that part of her thought process was that putting on jammies would help speed the present process.)

Connor enjoyed the fun and mayhem that is Christmas at Grandmas too, though without the intense focus on opening presents:


We are blessed to have family close by who we get to enjoy.  And we are grateful that we have the privilege of exchanging gifts as a way of showing love with them.  I feel like Christmas and presents often get a bad wrap - either they are accused of signifying the commercialization of Christmas, or they are a huge stress for the buyer to purchase and unliked by the receiver anyway.  And those things can be true and, sadly, often are.  But for me, for us, gifts are a way we show love to those dearest to us, just as God did that first Christmas when He gave us the ultimate gift: His Son.

Christmas Morning - The House of Francl


I love Christmas morning when it can be lazy, unrushed, and led by the kids.  At about 8, Lily woke up and came into our room to let us know she was up.  I asked her if Santa had come and filled the stockings.  She trotted out of our room to check and was back right away to let us know that, indeed, Santa had come!  I told her that was wonderful, but she needed to wait until Connor woke up before we could open them.

She walked back out to the living room to gaze at the stockings, and we heard her say to herself, "Happy Christmas Lily!"  :)  It was SO fun!

I remembered how much I hated the "waiting"time on Christmas morning, waiting for siblings and parents to get up.  It was SO HARD to wait! So I offered to let Lil watch PBS Kids on my Kindle while she snuggled in our bed until Connor woke up.

He got up at about 8:30, and the festivities began:



We started with the kids' stockings, and it was marvelous.  They sat on the couch together and Lily gave a running commentary.  "Oh!  I have another present in my stocking.  [As she unwraps it] I wonder what is in it? Wow!  It's a...."  Beside her, Connor would play with whatever thing was pulled from his stocking (I didn't wrap his things).  By the time they were done, Lily and Connor sat on the couch, surrounded by all manner of fun odds and ends, completely content.

We took a break for breakfast, and then headed back to the living to tackle the tree:


It was one of the funnest Christmases because of the kids, but also because of the presents Chase and I got for each other.  He got me a TV for our bedroom, a gift I didn't really know I wanted, but I have TOTALLY enjoyed since we got.  And I got him a step stool that he's been asking for for months.  (I got him a WiiU for his birthday the week before, so the step stool was very well received, and he admitted how oddly excited he was to finally have a step stool.)  It was just one of those Christmases where we nailed the gifts - things we wanted that we didn't really even know we wanted.

We were done with gifts by the time Connor went down for his first nap, so during the rest of the morning and early afternoon, we got cleaned up and ready for the next Christmas...

(Lily, sporting her new Frozen outfit - I can't even tell you how excited she was to wear it!)


Christmas Evening - Dad's

On Christmas evening we headed to my dad's house for Christmas with him and my siblings.  He always cooks us a great prime rib and all the fixings, and we stuff ourselves with way too much food.  Then there's gifts and games.

Being our 3rd Christmas in 2 days, Lily was well-rehearsed with the presents portion of the evening.  She "helped" everyone open their presents, and did a fantastic job taking turns and being patient.


By the time we made it through dinner, presents, and a game, the kids were spent from all the excitement, so we headed home with one Christmas left on the horizon.

The day after Christmas - Mom's

Christmas at Mom's with my siblings usually starts with a big brunch in the mid-morning.  It couldn't come soon enough for Lily.  And then the poor dear had to wait through brunch until her brother woke up from his first nap.  Fortunately, he didn't sleep very long!

Mom does stockings for each of us, and then gifts under the tree, too, so it is pretty exciting and takes awhile.  By this time, even Connor knew the drill and really enjoyed the whole thing.


Lily, was clearly excited. Also she was the one with the most presents under the tree.  In my my mom's defense, Lily was SO easy to buy for this year!  She is developing and learning so much, and the things you buy for her are, well, cheap. So it really looked like she got a lot (and she did!).


Connor thought he had a pretty good haul too.


After presents, we all just relaxed all day until we had cheese fondue and chocolate fondue for supper. Then we packed up and headed home.

Wrapping up 2014

One of the gifts Lily got was a snow shovel, and she was thrilled with it!  But there was no snow to scoop.  The forecast had chances of snow in the couple of days following Christmas, and we have had more fun with that little shovel than any other thing she got this year:



She does dink around with the shovel some, but Lily is actually really helpful with it too.  She scooped the sidewalk 1/2 way to the neighbor's house.  It takes her a little while, and it's not quite as clean as if Chase or I did it, but it's not bad!  She did all of the scooping in the picture below herself:


And if you have snow and have to scoop it, then you really ought to sled!  So we did.  We met up with cousins and uncles and grandpa who had arranged for the side-by-side to drive us back up the hill.  Lily and I did one run down the big hill that ended in a spectacular head over heels wipe out (including many tears, though no real hurts).  After that, I pulled her around on a very shallow slope on a sled and we watched the cousins fly down the hill and wipe out.  Until Lily's toes got cold...



The only solution for cold toes is huddling in the truck to warm up.  So that's how we spent the second 1/2 of the sledding experience.  But by the time we left, Lily was warm and agreed that she had fun!

The last Sunday of 2014, we got to celebrate the baby dedication of dear friend.  He's the little guy right next to me in the picture below.  In my current network of friends, these 3 girls are some of my closest and dearest friends.  They know my schedule, keep me accountable, call me out when I'm being ridiculous, and support me when I can't keep going on my own.  These girls are amazing and I hope you have friends like them in your life.  And you'll notice in the picture that each of us is holding a little boy.  In the span of about 18 months, each of us was blessed with a little boy!  And in another 3 months or so, we'll have a 5th boy - the girl all the way on the right is just starting her 3rd trimester!  So fun to raise our families together and learn and grow in this stage of life together!!!


There is one more story from 2014 I want to share, but I'll save it for another post.  To close this one, I'll just share this little gem (I can hardly take the cuteness!!!):


2014 wasn't perfect, but it definitely had its high points and blessed the socks off of we Francls.  Cheers to 2015 and all that it will hold!