Liam seems to be obsessed with horsepower. Anything that moves has horsepower and he needs to know just what that amount is. Yesterday we were traveling on the highway in my Chevy truck, which by the way is a muscle-machine with a 350 under the hood,,,, ohhh,ohhh.
I get the constant question as to how much horsepower I have by my little speed freak. I took the opportunity to show him on hgwy26.
With today's gas prices I normally wouldn't have done this. But with the help of "Wildside",by Motley Crue on my radio, I just couldn't help myself. He felt the jump and looked up from Nintendo and saw the needle slowly beginning to bury. He looked back and saw Steph's van, who was following us, quickly become a small dot. He was amazed when I mentioned that my pedal wasn't even halfway down.
Now, I am a responsible parent and adult. Just don't bug me about horsepower and play heavy-metal at the sametime. I just might explain the whole horsepower theory with visual aids.