To Grandaddy's House We Go

I have always considered my husband a great driver.  We seem to make it to our destination all in one piece-- or five pieces depending on how you look at it-- every time.   We have been a magnet for other dangerous drivers though.  -- 6 times in the past 3 years.

1)  Kroger parking lot
2) Parked in front of our house
3) In front of Kroger -- this one totalled our Honda, so sad
4) Parked in front of Troye's house 
5) parked somewhere -- this one was a hit and run at some point that we didn't notice until later
6) three weeks ago infront of the Mall of Georgia.  Dude did not have insurance - but we won't go there right now.

Any who.  The hubby is a great driver.  The teeniest bit of road rage, but all in all, I almost nearly never get stressed in the passenger seat... but after this evidence, maybe I should.

We were driving to Grandaddy Mike's on Christmas Eve and I thought I should capture the moment.

"Smile Everybody!"

Aww.. Let's do it again boys!

Cute, but your eyes are closed, son

Let's do a family shot.

Nice, boys, but apparently your father is driving with his eyes closed.  Let's try again.

Mmm.  let's try again honey.

Maybe we should pull over right now.. Do you need a nap dear?