racecars.

a love for cars is nothing new for this family.

it runs in our blood.

like sweet tea.

coconut cake.

and pickles.

yes, I said pickles.

the Grand Prixe is in town 

so we went downtown

to see a real racecar.

trent inspected every inch of it.

but he could find no words. 

other than 

"racecars!"

belted out in a goofy voice.

while bending at the hip.

oh, I love that kid.