While keeping a small tear at bay, I mentioned last week that this was the first summer in a long time that nobody vroomed cars in our driveway. My daughter's response was that summer wasn't over yet. A few days ago she headed to the basement to get her supplies.
|Decisions, decisions. Who's first?|
|This is a winners' circle of sorts.|
|This van has been delivering pizzas for over 25 years, and was passed down by my brothers.|
|I remember a day when those cars looked bigger in those hands.|
|Call in the track sweeper!|
It makes me happy that this activity has stood the test of time. The tracks are my husband's from when he was little, my late grandfather built the ramp for my son many years ago. The cars are a combination of hand me downs, grocery store bribes to make it through the checkout in one piece (can't beat the ninety-nine cent price), gifts and some favorite characters. The designs still look pretty much the same, but the thought process that goes in to each one seems more involved with greater purpose. There is much lively discussion between my two kids. They have yet to humor me with the loop the loop this year, as their goals are different, but we still have three weeks before school starts.
I know these tracks will gather a great deal of dust in the near future, but I am so happy they made an appearance this year. It never fails to attract interest from any age, and has inspired at least two other families to start their own collections.
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