Vroom, Vroom!

Things finally came together this weekend for us to take our 1969 Camaro to the local cruise-in car show in Locust Grove. The kids were so excited! They call the car "Daddy's Hot Rod," and they haven't ridden in it much in nearly a year. Preston always makes "vroom, vroom" noises when we talk about hot rods. Here we are ready to pull out:
Isn't it so pretty? This is the same car that Paul got his driver's license in almost 14 years ago! He bought it back from the guy his brother sold it. It is a different color and all, but it still holds so many special memories for all of our family and Paul's brother's family.

It doesn't have air, so we rode with the windows down, and Preston didn't know what to think about the wind in his hair. It was such a pretty, fall evening.
Jackson loves this car. He even told me that when he gets sixteen, he is going to drive Daddy's hot rod to the big kid school all by himself. Hmm..for some reason I am not buying that. I bet Daddy doesn't go for the plan.

I just love making family memories!