Show Time :: Day Two

Just got home from Iola and am flipping a coin.... Blog? Or sleep?

Sorry, my pillow is calling to me loudly!

A quick summary of Day Two at the car show... Hubby worked from home today but Carter still woke up early and accompanied me. I wish he was this eager to attend school! But then, he is not getting to shop with someone else's money at school.

Today I pulled in the reins and he only added 6 or 7 plates to his collection. Four are pictured here. He's pretty excited he has more than half the states tagged now. Cool for him.

After helping in our vending area, he also spent time over at the "car corral" -- where hundreds and hundreds of cars he will NEVER get from Mom and Dad sit, for sale. He took pictures of ones he liked and actually called my cell once so I could hear a '64 Thunderbird roar to life!

Yes, impressive.

No, not buying it.

By the way, his SECURITY shirt is one he bought on our mission trip. The back has a verse from Proverbs about Jesus giving us security and eliminating our fears. Carter got plenty of comments about it. He may look too intimidating to wear it. You think?

After the show was done, we had our annual "Wine & Cheese" party for the Blue Ribbon car owners and our publication's advertisers attending the show. We do this jointly with the car show staff. It's an opportunity for our magazine staff to serve adult beverages (and water and soda) to the thirsty crowd.

Carter helped with that, too, and was rewarded later. One of the guests we always have -- since it is a wine and CHEESE party -- is Wisconsin's very own Alice in Dairyland.

Of course, Carter didn't mind posing with her. She was very nice and he wanted his new friends from Texas to see why we don't joke about cows and dairy! Here he says "cheese!" with Kristin (a.k.a. Alice). Do you think that's a good reason to MOO-ve to Wisconsin? Maybe!

I do have more pictures and comments that will just have to wait until tomorrow. Right now I am beat after a busy, and long, day and need sleep before returning one more time. I'm pretty sure I'm flying solo tomorrow. Carter's pillow is calling pretty loudly, too.

Sweet dreams.