Oh be careful...

... little mouth what you say...

I don't usually admit this, because ... well face it: sometimes just the admission brings plenty of stereotypes. But the truth is, we enjoy watching Nascar races.

There.  I said it.

But that's not my point.

My point is, this Sunday's race was reeeally exciting.  

You may have even heard about the ending in the news today.

Even if you aren't a fan, go ahead and watch a couple of minutes of the video below.  

It is helpful to know that we like Carl Edwards, the driver whose name is mentioned ....oh.... 47 or 99 times in the course of the video.

He is one of our favorites.  And he had used an interesting strategy all day, and right there at the end had made up to the very front.  He was gonna win:

Did you see that?  Pretty amazing, huh?

So you can probably imagine the excitement at our house as all this was unfolding live.

We were all four about 2 feet from the tv screen.

There was a lot to be excited about.  And at one point, my excitement over the crash was bleeding over into my disappointment for Carl not winning and I just hated it for him.

TV coverage ended just a few minutes after the race did, and we all went on to do other things.

Not too much longer Greg sat down where he had watched the race, and Alan came up to him.

Alan began rather adamantly pounding on Greg's knee and saying something we couldn't quite make out.

At least at first.

Upon closer listening, it turns out it was an animated, "Dad Gummit!!"

Apparently, my words of choice when Carl didn't win.  Complete with the pounding on Daddy's knee.

Oops.