Sweet ride.

We went to the mall two days ago.  Mom had a list of things she wanted to do in Lincoln and going to Penney’s was on that list, thus the stop at the mall. 

We didn’t plan for it to be a very long stop, and didn’t think to put a stroller in the car and when we got to the mall and ended up eating there and then walking across the mall to get to Penney’s, we passed by the cart booth.  The carts are free for checking out…and Tara was all wide-eyed and entranced by the little red cart cart…and so…

 I love this car.  Where has it been all my life?

 Of course, I'm an excellent driver.

Tara’s sweet ride.  She apparently really loves driving :D !

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Comment by Brad on February 1, 2007 at 9:37 am

Does she drive like her grandpa and her Uncle Brad? Because if she does, watch out, world! (Does that little vehicle have air bags?)

 
Comment by Peggy on February 1, 2007 at 10:59 am

Will this pretty, young red-head ever be pulled over in her Little Red Corvette? …… If she is, I’m sure with that smile she’ll get off with just a warning!
(besides, officers don’t have radar in Seward do they?)

 
Comment by Lauren on February 1, 2007 at 3:55 pm

I see that crazed look in her eyes. She IS going to drive like Uncle Brad. Sorry about your insurance rates, Beth.

Comment by Beth on February 1, 2007 at 5:13 pm

Lord, help us all. I dont’ think this world can handle three drivers such as these!

Comment by Peggy on February 1, 2007 at 5:30 pm

Just exactly why is Brad’s driving described this way?
(You can tell me … I won’t tell him you told me.)

Comment by Lauren on February 1, 2007 at 5:58 pm

Have you ever ridden with Brad? Bring your own air bag!

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Comment by Brad on February 1, 2007 at 6:11 pm

You haven’t had the pleasure riding with me. It’s better than a roller coaster. :-D

But you wouldn’t need to ride with me to know how I drive. Haven’t you seen this?

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Comment by Beth on February 1, 2007 at 9:06 pm

Heh.

 
 
 
 
 
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