Keagan's pine wood derby
car.
He designed it, spray painted it, and decorated it, but he has no plans
to race it on Saturday. That's what he says anyway. I saw the big slushy
stained grin on his face when he finished it, though.
And
I saw him carry the car to bed with him tonight. (Luckily, I found it before
he slept all night high on paint fumes.)
I
also overheard him tell Evan, "It is a nice looking car. And it has the
number two on it...my football number. It has to win."
I
don't know who he's kidding. I think Lightning has a very good chance of
racing on Saturday.
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Five years later we have grown to love Tennessee as much as our home state of Texas. Our adventures as a military family continue in the land made famous for country music and hot chicken. As much as our lives have changed with our twenty plus years in the military, much remains the same. We spend our weekends playing soccer, our winters on the beach, and our holidays with family.
Monday, February 6, 2012
Faster Than a Speeding Bullet
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