Grandad Will Be Proud

My father has always been interested in anything with wheels. Cars, motorcycles, airplanes, you name it, he loves it. I remember as a junior high girl holding intelligent conversations with my youth minister, who also owned a body shop, about the pros and cons of the (then) Datsun 280ZX compared to the Mazda RX-7. A junior high girl only knows these things from living in a home with Mike Riley. I have a nephew who seems to be just as fascinated with gears and wheels as his grandad, but neither of my kids has seemed to care one way or the other. UNTIL. . . on our trip in Colorado Riley went out to the car to get the camera while Troy and I were doing a little shopping. Evidently a car caught his eye, because we ended up with all of these pictures on our camera:

The love of shiny cars must be built into little boys (at least in my family) the way the love of shiny jewelry is built into the little girls!