Friday, August 19, 2011

Go Go Go-Kart

Family is the most important thing to me and family traditions make me swoon with nostalgia and comfort. We spent the past weekend visiting my parents and most of my sibs (and soon to be sib-in-laws).

One activity my family has always enjoyed together is go-karting.  We will go kart in the rain, mud or blazing sun. 

When most families get together the day after a wedding for a brunch, mine headed to the go kart track the day after Josh and I said, "I do."

Slick track?  Bring it on.  We laugh uncontrollably at "no bumping" signs. 

I can remember my entire family (dad, siblings, aunts, uncles and cousins) getting kicked off a track after we nearly broke several karts do to...aggressive driving shall we say. 

Other families give us dirty looks as they climbed into their cars to head home after being ramped from all angles by my family.

This weekend, we took Parker to his first go-kart track. 
*Disclaimer- we are all much calmer now, although rain and mud will not deter us from a track.

What can I say, it's in his blood and he is a natural.
Fearless.  Dad, let me show you how this is done.

Bumper cars are not child's play and should be taken very seriously. 
Not to be all helicopter mom about it, but shouldn't these kiddos at least be required to wear some kind of protective head gear?  Bumper cars driven by toddlers, I mean what drunk moron thought that up? Wait, what drunk moron let's their toddler drive a bumper car?  This line of thought is taking an unfortunate turn, let's move on before I shine myself in an even more negative light.

Peyton was less than trilled with the track.  Oh well, maybe next year.  Oooh, 1st birthday at the go-kart track, I bet that's a new one.

That's more like it, lulling about pool side.  That's my girl.