This morning we were eating breakfast at the truck stop and I said hi to a guy I knew.
Mason: "Who's that?"
Me: "His name's Jeff."
Mason: "Is his race car here?"
While I fully take all responsibility for the fact that we were having breakfast at the truck stop, I'm blaming my mother for my three-year-old's knowledge of Jeff Gordon. He certainly didn't get that from me.
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