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Bringing up Mommy.
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Knight Ridder/Tribune
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October 2, 2007
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Byline: Debra-Lynn B. Hook
For years, I have fantasized about driving a car.
Nothing fancy.
Just a nice four-door sedan with bucket seats and a roof that slopes to a compact trunk where there's only enough room for my salsa dancing shoes and a bottle of wine for an impromptu picnic.
Instead, I drive an institution.
I drive a boat on wheels _ that monotone mover of kids, bicycles and Juicy Juice that one friend calls a modern-day chastity belt, that symbol of Perky Mommydom that makes us all look and feel the same, whether we're 25 or 55, sexy or frumpy, opera singers or flower cutters.
I drive a Mommy Van, the latest of which I tried to trade in last ...