12 years, 7 months.

Dear Jack,

It just so happens that an assisted living facility near us hosts a monthly car show in their parking lot.

So this past Saturday, for the first time together as a family, we attended a car show.

You have always been into cars. I remember back when you were 17 months old, I documentated when we bought you your first Hot Wheels car:

“You want that car, Jack? That’s a cool-looking one.” I looked at the “roll back” price of 88 cents. “Yeah son, we’ll get you that car.”

Now, eleven years later, you are spending your hard-earned dog-watching money on model cars, remote control cars, and still… Hot Wheels.

Something tells me you are never going to outgrow your love of cars!

Love,

Daddy