Watch Out NASCAR, There's a New Driver in Town

For a couple of months, the go-cart has been out of commission.  Hopers, the most enthusiastic of our household drivers had run into a tree while being distracted by her sister jumping around a corner to scare her.  The frame was bent.  Children were scolded.  Repairs needed to be made.

Finally, today, Seth coaxed a friend into bringing over his welder and fixed the go-cart just as the girls came home from school.  This was a great delight to Hopers, who immediately hopped on and began vrooming around the figure-8 path we have fashioned out of our driveway and woods.

Seth decided the chain needed oiling since it had been sitting a while and had Hopers pause in her drive around the track.

"Daddy, hurry! I'm racing!" She said, her imagination already rolling with visions of herself driving past a cheering crowd and prize money to be won.

"Even race cars have to make pit stops," Seth replied.

Hopers didn't skip a beat. "Well in that case, check the tires, too!"