More than anything I just wanted a way to remember all of the funny things about everday. Big events are easy to recall, but it's more difficult to remember the details of what makes each day so memorable. Especially with a curious little boy named Brady living in the house! I have learned how the most simple, basic things in life are what make you the happiest...
Monday, September 28, 2009
Papa Richard's a Racecar Driver!
For the past five or six years my dad has been racing. He has made friends with a gentleman named Dick Sola who owns a full service Chevron station over on State Street in Boise. Dick asked my dad to be a part of his racing team and they spend time each summer racing in both Twin Falls and at the Meridan Speedway. Brady has definitely adopted his Papa's love of cars. This year I decided Brady was old enough to go and watch the races. He absolutely loves it! He is so proud of his papa! He sits in the stands and cheers and yells "go racers! go papa richard! go dick!". The other part he loves about going to the race track is eating licorice rope. We brought our friend Tess along and they had a licorice rope eating contest!



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THANKS FOR DRAGGING ME ALONG! I ENJOYED GIGGLING AT REDNECKS WITH YOU! ;)
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