And the Dad of the year is....

Ok, so Reagan is off this week. She and I dropped off Ian this am and I recall I've got to get things to the cleaners if I want to take them traveling next week (back to Warsaw, but I am going to see my Cuz from Alaska, so it is a wash). So I pull our Jetta into the drive way, leave the engine running, reagan strapped into the back seat and pull the e-brake.

Now the Jett is 10 years old. She shows her age. No longer a lusty porche red, now it is more the flat color of a DQ cherry-dipped ice cream (I reccommend a chocolate cone with cherry-dip). All major systems work and do it well.

So, I get out of the car and prepare to dash inside and grab the clothes when I notice out of the corner of my eye, the Jett is rollin!!! Ahhh!!!!

Now, it is no race car. Reagan is not saying anthing like, "hey, this is not supposed to happen" or "hmmm, I would like to be in the back yard" nope. Nothing. Just staring... So the Jett is headed for the fence into my backyard. I catch up with it, jump in and hit the breaks a good 6" from the fence.

I look at Reagan and she busts up laughing. We laughed so hard and long, the Korean woman at the cleaners looked funny at us. Her computer/cash register even giggled when it said the usual "Have a nice day!".

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todays survey

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