Mini

Here's something I've been thinking about for, oh, several years:  Minivans.

Minivans are like the "Rachel Morgans" of automobiles.  Efficient, practical, unflashy, most likely to have the most kids, you get what I'm saying.  We SHOULD be a match made in heaven.

But here's the thing: I've always hated them.  Even in my youth when our family car was a 15-passenger Ford Club Wagon did I despise minivans.  ("I will never drive one of those!")

And, just for the record, my parents went from a suburban to the Big Blue Whale, then to another Econoline with a bigger engine, and then to another suburban.  They downsized to their first minivan last year.
(I feel like that's a punchline to a joke .... "You know you're a Mormon when ....!")

Minivans just make sense!  Cheaper than SUVs to buy and to drive! So many family-friendly options!  So much space!
And, to be fair, they're getting flashier.

That, my friends, is why I feel it's inevitable for me to own a minivan someday.  It is my destiny.