She love the old cars because I let her sit up front. No airbags. She is getting to be a real pain with the cars though. She demands to take stuff that I got two deep in the barn or I’ll hear about it all day. A trip to get milk sometimes involves moving 3 or 4 cars to get something out. I am not going to complain. I told the wife that she can have the girliest girl she wants, as long as I can get her into the car hobby.
I hear that. When my kid was little she would beg us to go for a ride in daddy’s hot rod in the middle of winter with the top down.