So, I did it. For absolutely no good reason at all, I bought a little 2-seater convertible. As you can tell from this picture, I think Finn likes it even more than I do. Every time we go out to the garage, Finn just has to touch the car. It’s kinda cool, actually, because it confirms that the kid has good taste.
Right after I bought the car, I took a little drive around the Palos Verdes peninsula. The sun was setting, the sky was a brilliant shade of red, I could see two islands off in the distance, and a fleet of sailboats were making there way back to King Harbor. The temperature was in the mid 60’s and just the right amount of heat was coming up through the footwells to keep me cozy. The road down there has crazy curves (one section experiences constant land movement) and traffic was light. Yep - it was damned cool.
So while this is clearly the silliest, most frivolous thing I have bought all weekend long, I still really like it.
Speaking of silliness, Finn has become quite the contortionist in his ongoing efforts to access the kitchen sink.
I am not quite sure why he approaches it this way, but whenever I see him like this it takes every bit of self-restraint I have to avoid placing him firmly on the ground where he belongs. I guess he is really good at balancing himself, but I really hate it. I suppose this is yet another part of becoming a parent - watching your kids do things that seem dangerous or foolish and learning to live with it, at least some of the time.
