Your Daddy has always loved cars. His first word was “car.” From the time that he could speak, he would ask me what the different cars were in a parking lot as we were walking in and out of stores. I would read them off one by one every time. By the time that he was three, he could tell anyone that make and model of cars from any angle. I would always quiz him wondering how in the world he could even know that. But he could recognize them. It makes so much sense to me that he spends his life with cars today.