Backstory: Last night, I was coming home from work. When I got there, my wife had the truck parked all retarded in the garage, so there was no room for me. Well, it's stupid hot here in San Diego right now, so our windows are open. The kitchen is above the garage, and attached to the living room where my wife and son were sitting on the couch watching TV. So, I close the garage door and proceed to drive around the building to park in the front. My son heard me and got excited. This is what I came upstairs to hear when I got inside..... **you may need to turn the sound up..I'm loud cause I'm holding the camera....** http://s55.photobucket.com/albums/g132/master_1011/?action=view¤t=MyPics179.flv/URL]
Jeff... ah... every mopar man's dream just came true for you last night! AWESOME. I'll consider it a developmental milestone when my son does something similar.
WOW, that's very cool. My children are all grown now but we get my Grandson Issiah most weekends and he spend EVERY minute with his PaPa and here he is helping me change the oil on my car! I love that little boy.. also, I'm always joking about being 39 yr old and he tell everyone his PaPa is 39.... gotta LOVE a little boy like that!
