Dear Toyota,

I am a faithful driver of your vehicles. My very first car was a 82 and a half Toyota Supra with the digital dashboard, flip up head lights, and sunroof. I LOVED that car, probably more than a person should. I digress...

Currently I am the proud owner of your 2007 Sienna minivan, and I do appreciate all thirteen or so cupholders you have provided for me. They come in handy. The little thing between the driver and passenger seat that can be folded down or left up for more access to the cupholders, etc, well, it was pure genius. And I really don't know what I would have done if I didn't have that automatic open/close rear door. It's just so much fun! However, for future reference, I do believe there was one very important feature you failed to add to your minivan, and I, your faithful consumer, would like to explain...

As you know, your largest demographic for the Sienna minivan is the mother. Meaning, she will be carrying children. Since all us moms love our children soooo dearly, and would never like to see harm come to them, I believe it would be in the best interest of your corporation to install dividers to seperate the front seats from all of the back seats. Maybe one of those windows like they have in limosines that can go up and down, blocking sight and sound from the rear. Yes, it's terribly important.

For instance, yesterday, I had gone to Walmart to pick up a presciption for my mom, and to get a couple of things. On the way home, my precious daughter Lady M and I were discussing the events for the upcoming day. I told her we had a field trip planned, but that I wanted it to be a surprise, and we would only go IF she was on her best behavior. The following conversation then transpired:

Lady M: WHERE ARE WE GOING??? (bouncing in her seat)

Mom: I'm not telling you, you need to trust me that you will love it.

Lady M: Have I been there before?

Mom: Yes.

Lady M: Children's Museum? Movies? Skating rink? Ice cream place?

Mom: Lady M, I told you I am not telling you.

Lady M: PLLLLLEEEEAAAAASE?

Mom: (silence)

Lady M: Mama? Mama? Mama? Mom? MOM? Maaaama? Where are we going? Please tell me. I'm just too excited, I have to know. Mom? MOOOOM? Mom? .... (tapping finger on my shoulder now) Mom? MOM? Mama please say something.... Why aren't you talking to me anymore? Mom? MOOOOOOOOOOOM?........ Mom? Mama?..... Uh, Mama please say something.... (taps shoulder again for at least a full minute) Mama? Mama? Mama? (begins tapping the other shoulder, harder this time).... MOM? MAMA? Why won't you say something?

This carried on until we reached my mom's house, which on this particular day took at least 981387 years, or according to the clock in my fabulous van, about 15 minutes. You understand, dear people of the Toyota company, that this is definitely dangerous. You see, it was all I could do not to grab my child's fingers and delicately tie them into pretzels. It's a matter of safety. All mom-driven cars should come standard with a soundproof, see thru if you want to glass that can oh so gently slide up and keep those kids safe from that haggard mom who spent most of the day trying her best to dig a grave for the sweet puppy passed away that day.

It's just a request, but in my opinion, it's got to be done for the future of our nation. Thank you for your time and consideration.

Sincerely,
Mama Bee I'm-not-cut-out-for-this Bescher