Yesterday, my parents took Angry Toddler to a car show at our local Ford dealership. Actually, they had a car entered in the show. My first car, well technically my second, was a 1966 Ford Mustang. This was my car, since the first car I had was a hand-me-down. When I was in high school, my parents were very involved in the car show scene. I got dragged to them every weekend. They have a 1956 Ford Thunderbird also. Well, they still have my their Mustang. They occasionally put the Mustang in shows still. The car show was hosted by the Orange County Mustang Club. I headed over there for a little bit and took some pictures, cause that’s what I do. Of course, I did not take any full pictures of our car. Cause I’m lame like that and the sun was beaming on it, creating havoc with my camera.
My dad told me to take a picture of this car. I think he’s a tad obsessed.
Shiny new cars. Aren’t they pretty! Just a little advertising for the dealership.
Angry Toddler and my parent’s car. He’s “Jango Fett”.
Target practice?
Angry Toddler was “shooting” at this.
And at the end of the day, I picked Angry Toddler from my mom’s house. He shouted this from the backseat, “Momma, I won twenty bucks in the costume contest. You need to take me to Target and buy me some toys.” Ahhh, I’m soo proud! He won first place! But seriously, proper English child, it’s twenty dollars!
