My Mom and Dad brought their mustang down to see our mustang. And in true Dad fashion, we had to go take pictures of the cars together. My Dad loves cars, he has photo albums of pictures of the cars he's owned, so this was only appropriate.
On the way home the girls road in the convertible (top down), we stopped for ice-cream and listened to Taylor Swift, B.o.b., and La Rouex with the girls singing at the top of their lungs. I looked at Avery and said, "honey, it doesn't get any better than this!".
Brian has been smiling from ear to ear for two days. I have only half way been smiling, as it needs new brakes $$$$$. Oh well. We got a sweet deal on it, and I think the enjoyment with outweigh the cost!!