When I was a little girl I used to love riding in the front seat of my dad's Mustang. We would stop at red lights and I would go ahead and rest my head against the back of the headrest to prepare for us to go once the light turned green.
A couple years ago he passed the Mustang down to us. The other night while I was making dinner Craig was entertaining Brantley outside. When I came out to check on them this is what I found. Brantley has a habit of holding his hands together when he gets nervous. He sat so still in the front seat while Craig revved the engine. The whole time holding his hands together and taking it all in. It was adorable.
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