Father's Day At Nascar

The day started with a nap on the way, for Daniel only since I was driving of course.

Then a poop stop in Vacaville. Note, shouldn't the bathrooms be clean at 10 am in the morning, gross!! Back on the road to see this. I swear this little boy was going to fall off the back of this bike. He wasn't holding on and he was squirming all around. I wasn't going to ride behind them for sure. Once we hit Vallejo the traffic started.

We were walking down the hill to the race just in time to see the Blue Angels. I love the air shows, I feel like a kid watching in amazement.

All the sexy Dad's wear leopard backpacks right?

Daniel and Jeff Gorden's car.

Daniel and the devil's car, I mean Shell's car.

Us doing some people watching, one of my favorite past times.

Aww, so glad I went with the comfy shoe, no pain the next day.

This guy had gas, hahaha.

Me and the Kellogg's car, I liked it better when Kyle Busch was the driver, but not anymore. Our cute Daddy.

Jeff Gorden and his little girl.

I'm always amazed how many people came out to the races, this is just one corner.

I want to say thank you to Uncle Eric, Papa Wayne and Grandma Lisa for keeping the kids for the day. Thanks a bunch you guys.