Auto Show

Every few years, we like to attend the annual Detroit North American International Auto Show – especially when we are contemplating the purchase of a new car. It’s nice to have a plethora of vehicles all in one place to check out. Since we have no intention of buying anything new in the near future, though, we assumed we would just forgo the crowds this time around. Until we realized how important it was to Jacob to be there. The boy is a bona fide car nut. A zealous fan of all that is automotive. A passionate devotee of everything on wheels. A genuine . . . Well, you get the picture. He has attended the Auto Show the last few years, if not with us, then with Richie. But this year Richie decided that he had no intention of going, either. (As it ends up, he is going after all, although it will be an alleged "work outing" with his fellow Ford buddies.) I considered bringing Jacob myself. I figured I could tolerate walking around shiny displays of metal with the mobs while Jacob gleefully hopped in and out of automobiles. Then Jim came to the rescue. He was off work today, and, with very little prodding from me, agreed to bring Jacob to the Auto Show himself. A lovely father/son bonding day, with 50,000 of their closest friends. Anyway, they left home bright and early, stayed for over five hours, and had a grand time.

A new model.

Jacob wished this guy would leave so he could take his turn in the driver's seat.

Jacob tried out a Saab.