Fourteen Months and Four Wheel Drivin'

Yes, that is right.  We took our 14 month old son 4x4ing.  Rob and I have this minor obsession with Jeep Wranglers.  That is how he got me hook, line and sinker, isn't it?  The minute I saw his red Wrangler,  I knew we were destined to be together.

After our last deployment, Rob decided it was time for a family toy: another Jeep!  The red one is long gone, and this time we had to have one in our favorite Jeep color: mellow yellow.  It is a true off-roading machine.  I don't quite comprehend all the off-roading essentials on our new toy because, honestly, I am not a gear head.  I just nod and smile and say "cool" when he tells me all about the latest addition.  I have learned to distinguish a Smitty Built fender and winch, Rancho steering stablizers and KC Daylighters.     

Luckily, Mason loves the Jeep.  He peers out the open back and waves to all the cars.  The other cars love seeing a baby smiling at them, and they don't hesitate to make all kinds of goofy faces at him.




We decided he was old enough for some real fun.  We spent Father's Day on dirt roads paths winding our way up, over and around Palomar Mountain with our Jeep club.  It was hot (110 degrees at one point), and it was dusty (I could write in the dust covering the dashboard).   Mason did amazingly well.  Not a squawk of complaint.  Just smiles and giggles.