I dunno Man... Just dunno... It just "feels" wrong.
I know it's for your Wife. And you have the noblest of intentions. And it sounds eminently practical. But I think "practical" is always the rationilazation behind these things.
A neighbor gave me a ride in his minivan a few weeks ago. First time I'd ever been inside one. Pretty long ride - all the way up into the Uintas. By the time we got there, my first time ever in a minivan, mind you, I was wondering which one of the little storage compartments he keeps his balls in... Then about a week later, me and the family hopped in my Jeep to go get some Nielsens. While we were eating our ice cream, a family kind of like the mirror image/bizarro world version of mine pulled up - in a minivan. Mom and Dad looked about the same age as me and my Wife, two kids looked about the same age as our two kids. But... Man... They just looked SO unenthused... They looked like they weren't having any fun driving to get ice cream. Think about that for a second, a family, NOT HAVING FUN going to get ice cream. I started thinking about my recent ride in a minivan, and looked at them again, and understood - of COURSE they weren't having ANY FUN driving to get ice cream - they were all riding in a FREAKING MINIVAN! Like, duh...
I pointed it out to my Wife, the dullness of that families eyes, the appearance of not even being aware of the possibility of adventure, or aware that driving to get ice cream should be FUN. Then pointed out that they were in a minivan and shared with her my thoughts on riding in one for a couple hours recently. Noted the hapless, hopeless, mind numbing PRACTICALNESS of it all. She immediately saw the correllation too and agreed that she was really glad we hadn't ever owned a minivan.
Just rambling... And obviously not being any help.
- DAA