Seeing Midgetracer's 'Kid-behind-the-wheel' pic in an earlier reply-post gave me a smile and a hearty laugh as I instantly thought of my own kids.
Years ago I went to the Zypherhills Car Show in Florida with my 3 1/2 year old son Jesse. It was a hot day and Jesse took off his shirt and we stuffed it into the side of his shorts. He strutted around that day as only We came upon a children's face painting booth. Jesse went right over and soon picked out a horse character (we live on a farm). I asked the artist if he could paint the Mustang emblem and print the older 'Ford' script below it. He could and he did. We had it placed on Jesse's arm so he could look at as well.
At the time I owned a Model T and an A. As we strolled into one of the vendor displays, Jesse went down the line of wheels and began to point and call them out - Model 'T', Model 'A'. When we came to a 'coupe' body he shouted -'Daddy's' Model 'A'!
The old guys there just laughed and laughed as one exclaimed - 'You're raising that kid right.' I just smiled from ear-to-ear. I could not have been prouder of that little boy. Just one of the million reasons I feel blessed to have children.
So kids grow up. Today, Jesse is the 'only' one in the family to have a tattoo.
Years ago I went to the Zypherhills Car Show in Florida with my 3 1/2 year old son Jesse. It was a hot day and Jesse took off his shirt and we stuffed it into the side of his shorts. He strutted around that day as only We came upon a children's face painting booth. Jesse went right over and soon picked out a horse character (we live on a farm). I asked the artist if he could paint the Mustang emblem and print the older 'Ford' script below it. He could and he did. We had it placed on Jesse's arm so he could look at as well.
At the time I owned a Model T and an A. As we strolled into one of the vendor displays, Jesse went down the line of wheels and began to point and call them out - Model 'T', Model 'A'. When we came to a 'coupe' body he shouted -'Daddy's' Model 'A'!
The old guys there just laughed and laughed as one exclaimed - 'You're raising that kid right.' I just smiled from ear-to-ear. I could not have been prouder of that little boy. Just one of the million reasons I feel blessed to have children.
So kids grow up. Today, Jesse is the 'only' one in the family to have a tattoo.