My car says two things about me: KIDS and
SLOB!
I have the normal car stuff: tool kit, jumper cables, lug nut wrench, car jack, insurance and title paperwork, an emergency tire repair kit, a booster seat for the 5 year old, and an old blanket.
Beyond that, I have:
A smallish net bag (the kind you can buy to wash your unmentionables in) filled with an assortment of Happy Meal toys. That way, the crap doesn't come in the house, and the kids have things to play with in the car. Zips up conveniently to keep the toys all in one spot. UH-HUH RIIIIGHT.
Unfortunately, the toys usually don't get put back IN the bag, so there are random Plastic Pieces of Crap strewn about the car.
Kids ate lunch in the car the other day so there are chicken nugget boxes and empty cups on the floor that no one took out.
I have a stash of extra straws and clean napkins.
I have a portable DVD player... the kind with two screens that attach to the back of the seats. Unfortunately, the power cord broke and has not been replaced yet so the darn thing is useless.
I think there are some papers from the end of school (mommy, look how well I made these U's!) stuffed under the seats.
The visors are un-usable due to the fact that I stuff all my paperwork up there. I have bills (note to self: must be paid), paperwork related to our new house, recipes shared by friends, you name it...
The console between the front seats holds an assortment of junk as well: cassettes I haven't listened to in a long time (I think most of them are still from Christmas... A Fresh Aire Christmas in June anyone? Mormon Tabernacle Choir does Handel's Messiah? no?? Party poopers...), a pen, some loose change, a couple of suckers from the bank drive-thru, an ink cartridge that I have to take to the refill place, some old receipts, etc.
Finally, on my floors, playground gravel. A LOT of it. The kids' playground at school is done completely in tiny little pea gravel. Every day after school they would get in the car and say "I have rocks in my shoes" and proceed to dump the gravel all ove the floor. I asked them not to. I begged them not to. I ORDERED them not to. Mysteriously, still, there it is. I really need to take the van to be washed/vacuumed and I am afraid that when I do, all the gravel will kill the vacuum machines.
