Wonder of Wonders, Miracle of Miracles

Something has occurred in the Brown household that could be compared to when Rosa Parks took a historical seat on the bus. Yes, think about that and simply absorb it.

For years, cars have been outlawed from the Brown garage. Our garage has been filled with beautiful secretaries (the furniture type, come on guys, know your furniture!), clothespins, endless iron planter things and a bajillion red wooden kids chairs; there has been no room for what belongs in a garage. No room for cars. The cars sat on our driveway and in our cul-de-sac like a parking lot. No, more like a yard for towed cars. At one point, we had 4 cars out there when there were only 3 people living at home that could drive. So I think you get my point.

But (drum roll please) now we can successfully fit a single car in our three car garage. I figure it's good we didn't move all three in at once because A) we never will, and B) this gives us something to work towards, having maybe one more car in there.

Now when I come home, I think, oh bummer my Mommy is gone :.( Then I open the garage, and I see her car and I am always so relieved. So, if you come by and think no one is home because you are used to seeing 80 cars in front of the house, there is hope that my mother's car is in the garage.

Now I know for a lot of you this is hard to believe, so I've included pictures.

Oh, I also took a picture of my Dad mowing the lawn. He didn't really know what was going on, but the expression on his face is priceless. IF you zoom in on the picture, you'll get an even better look.