I am confident that my mom never saw herself as the type of person who would drive an hour to get up close and personal with a monster truck.
But that was before grandkids came along.
For the record, I don't know who was more excited: Caleb, at seeing the real live Gunslinger, or Mimi, at seeing Caleb's reaction to it.
He took his toy Gunslinger with him and got it autographed by the driver, and will probably spend the next few months reminding us that Gunslinger will be back in the fall (the driver gave him all the details) and that we can go see him again, and bring the whole family this time.
I'm not going to lie. I'm a little worried about what we may have started here.