The Mazda!

I have begged Daddy nearly every day to let me drive his car. Well, tonight he finally relented.

The Mazda isn't set-up for a Toddler. There is no car seat and if Daddy drove me he would have to do it Britney Spears style.

Strangely, I thought when you drive a car it is actually supposed to move! I still didn't mind seeing what it was like to drive a real car though. Only fourteen long more years until I am Sixteen! -Jaxon

Getting the Mazda Serviced

Well, turns out the family car needs a check-up. Unlike visiting Dr. Tom like I do, a car goes to a "Service Station". Now as much as I love visiting Dr. Tom, the check-up for the car was way more exciting.

Wally the technician warned Mommy that I would probably try to take one of the tires home and I didn't let him down.

If I could have lifted it, I would have taken that thing home. Daddy could have just put one more expense on his credit card. I don't care if the thing wouldn't have fit on any of my toy trucks! -Jaxon