Thanks to the misadventure of a Mustang and a Semi (and a very generous insurance payout), Danny has the new baby he's been dreaming of for several years. Though he had to juggle rental cars (also covered by insurance!) for two months, he was able to order the Mini exactly as he wanted - even track it's "birth" online (gag me)- and finally picked it up last week. It's not the most practical of family vehicles, but I can count on two hands the number of times we had children in the Mustang over the past 6 years, and I just think of it as a very safe motorcycle. All in all, he is thrilled, and I have to admit that it's a pretty fun ride! Sunday night we went on a driving/dinner date up and through the mountains and canyons around our home. Believe it or not, we actually stayed out past 8pm, crazy partiers that we are! The kids have taken their own relatively tame rides with Daddy and Parker was especially impressed. He couldn't quite understand why Dad would want a "Minnie Cooper", however, and declared that when he grows up he wants to drive a "Mickey Cooper"!
Self portrait of me and my man. (Yes, we really do fence our lakes around here -we have to use most of them for drinking water.)