NASCAR is definitely back in season. How am I sure of this fact? As I sit typing this in the living room, I can hear Jax in the next room performing his own one-on-one interviews:
(In loud Dad/Announcer voice) "So, Jimmy, what are you doing?"
(Apparently answering as Jimmie Johnson) "Well, I'm winning 'cause my car is big, my wheels are big, and I smell good, and I eat chicken after my race."
(again, in the Dad/Announcer voice) "So, Earn Earnhardt, what happened?"
(As Dale Jr, aka "Earn Earnhardt") "Well, I got in a crash. I went a little like this, and then a little like that and then CRASH! And Jimmie was doing this, and then woohoo! Jimmie wins!! I really crashed, I don't know what happened."
(announcer voice) "Start your engines, get set, go! Vroom, and Jimmie is in the lead, and OH NO, Earn Earnhardt is crashing, and now Jimmie is in the crash, and Jimmie wins!"
"What happened Jimmie, buddy?" Jimmie: "Well, I was in the crash"
And then the loop starts all over again... P.S. In Jax's head, Jimmie Johnson is GOD.
Today's been "one of those days" with Jaxson. He's ornery to a fault, stubborn beyond anything I've ever seen, and when he's forced to go against his will, extensive damage is done to his lungs, our ears, his fists, and any surface strong enough to withstand his blows.
Shawn was grumbling about him this morning, which only made me giggle, because it's days like this that he reminds me of his Daddy the most...