Chester has been my car since I was 16. That's 9 years. That's the longest relationship I've ever had.
I have loved my little old Toyota Corolla ridiculously. He has never given me any trouble and he has been a part of pretty much every important event in my life since I started driving him. It's silly how many memories he's part of.
Vehicular needs alter when you have a kid. Chester would be fine, but he's possibly not the most reliable transportation ever (although I still think he has at least 5 good years left in him), and putting a carseat in a little car like him isn't the easiest thing in the world. And side airbags would be nice And it would be awesome if you could see the speedometer at night.
That's why we now have a new car. As a result of the Great Car Shuffle of the Anderson family, Kyle and I have a Honda CR-V. I love this car. When it was Dad's it was known as The Perfect Car. And it is absolutely perfect for what my little family needs. Kyle and I haven't quite decided on a name for it, although we are throwing around some ideas.
I love my new car, but it was bittersweet to let go of Chester. I did cry a teeny tiny bit. But at least I know he's going to a good home--Katy gets him now!