After going to the St. Patrick's Day parade downtown on Sunday, Jake's new word is "Racecar". We watched the Irish step dancers and the marching bands and firetrucks, but I think his favorite part was the shriners driving in their little go carts. And to be honest, that was my favorite part too. These guys drive with the precision of the Blue Angels, and not one lost his fez through all the turns and manoeuvres.
When we came home Jake saw the neighborhood kids playing in their little kid car and he got a serious look on his face and calmly said "racecar", as he marched towards it. Here he is, engine idling.
2 comments:
Nice hair-do. Kinds got that Johnney rotten look
He's all about the Anarchy
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