3B & Gage...
3B & Gage...are very much alike.
3B is the son of Papa & Mama Bradstein.
Why this post?
Because....recently, Papa Bradstein posted a picture of a shredded little Mini Cooper. It belonged to MamaB, before 3B, their son, got his little hands on it.
Well...let me take you back a few years at the Casa de Lainey-Paney. I wanted a red Mini Cooper. A real one. For me to drive. Well, my father & husband thought that I was insane, and it was waaaaay too small to compete on Texas highways with all of the big trucks. So, for Christmas one year....my father got me a mini-Mini. It was red & cute, and lived in my office at the hospital for a long time. Eventually I brought it back home....and here it is now:
White roof: gone
Side Mirror: gone
Tires/Wheels: some are still on there...
Windshield Wipers: barely hanging on (but what's the point really? there is no windshield!)
Clearly, it's been dearly loved by Baby Gage.
So anyway....Papa Bradstein recently posted a pic of Mama Bradstein's ragged out, torn up mini-Mini...and it just struck me....
We each have a son.
We are two different families living across the country from one another....and in our lives, both of us moms had red mini-Minis that got totally trashed by our little ones. Struck me as funny...and neat that I even know about them, their family, their shredded mini-Mini because of the internet, because of blogging...etc.
Okay, I'm rambling. And tired. It's been a long day.
A good day, but a long one.