Okay, maybe just one more photo of J.P. laughing.  For now, anyway.

Joe Cool Behind the Wheel

Honk Your Horn!

This morning, after J.P. and I returned home from breakfast at Bongo Java, he wanted to sit in the front seat of my truck.  After he climbed in, he asked if could "drive."  We spent 20 minutes or so in the truck, with him grabbing the steering wheel, opening and closing the console and other compartments and generally twisting and turning anything he could.

When I showed him how to honk the horn, he couldn't stop laughing.  He'd honk the horn, look at me while laughing uproariously, then honk it again, laugh some more, etc.  I finally had to tell him to stop, because I was afraid one of our neighbors was going to think we were being kidnapped.  It was really, really funny.

Designated Driver

J.P. and Uncle Carley

Another Funny Face

J.P. and Daddy

J.P. and me, at "Battered and Fried" today, where we ate lunch.