Shanon and I had been grumbling about this hideous beast of a car that's always parked at the end of our block. It's a red Bronco that's been made into a convertible with a chainsaw (I wish I were making this up). The fact that it's been further customized with a lift-kit and super-small wheels makes it even more attractive.
We kept joking that maybe one of our neighborhood's giant trees would fall on it or something. And then, early one morning...
Wes smiled up at me after he did it, looking for approval -- and I couldn't help myself. Gave the little guy a quick high-five as we bolted from the scene.
