Well, mosquita season is over here in Texas and so Festiva season has begun. Jason has spent that last few weekends covered in the grease of his dream car--a tri-colored '88 Ford Festiva. He's at the point where he has taken the engine apart, fixed the root problem (something about a gasket? I dunno) and needs to put it all back together. He even found a buddy in Austin with a fully working Festiva who will let him come look at his car so he can figure out this last (huge) step. Godspeed, Jason.
So, that leads us to a more pressing question. Will our child(ren) ever be allowed to ride in this contraption when it's up and running? We have a car seat for it, but I'm proposing helmets as well. It's a tiny box (I call it a motorcycle-built-for-four) on roads which are filled with trucks and SUVs ten times its size.
In fact, we were driving along the highway today and spotted a Festiva pulled off on the side of the road (where else?). We're in the habit of commenting on every Festiva we see, so we took a good long look. And you'll never guess what we found on the head of the man who was driving that little piece of Jason's heaven. That's right! It was a priceless moment and confirmation that crazy men and my babies CAN and SHOULD wear helmets while Festiving.
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grease monkeys are fun, I have one too ... Stay safe!
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