I spent three hours in the waiting room at the Subaru dealership with three small children and no one broke anything, lost their temper, got too noisy or anything.  I got slightly panicky at 11 when they boys started to fuss a bit and the service person told me it was going to be at least another 45 minutes, but we persevered.  Emma did her schoolwork, I read many stories to Gregory, and Nathan clambered around, played with lots of toys and ate lots of Cheerios and raisins.  As my friend Liz would say, “Thank you, Jesus!”

And there didn’t even end up being anything hugely wrong with the car, just a neutral switch that was malfunctioning.  

We celebrated the successful morning with hamburgers, fries, and milkshakes at In-N-Out.  That may not sound like much to some people, but going there (or out for food anywhere, actually) is a pretty unusual event for us!