I think I wrote last week about my husband's passion for racing. He has attended practices at the Speedway since he was 2, according to his mom. He has attended the Indy 500 since he can remember. That legacy is passed on to our girls. Doodle loves going to the race with Daddy, Grandma and Grandpa each year. This year, we had a new attendee...Bean.
Bean started asking to attend earlier in April. So, we set plans in motion. I knew that meant I needed to go since it was brought to my attention that I attended Doodle's first race. :) I told Bean that I would go with her if she really wanted to go. I also kept praying she didn't! :) Seriously, she was excited. I packed a bag of snacks and entertainment for her because I know my child. This is the child that can not sit through an entire movie at the theater so why would I think she could make it through the entire day at the track without entertainment?!
Our day started off well, the girls had stayed at the grandparents' lake house while Matt attended the "Night before the 500" races at Raceway Park and I went scrapbooking with dear friends. So we met up at the caravan location. One of the perks of my mother-in-law's job is that we do get to be in the police escort caravan's on race day. Makes parking so much nicer. Then we walk and walk and walk.
My honey and his girls at the parking area.
You know it was hot if we had the
girls shirts tied like that!
You know it was hot if we had the
girls shirts tied like that!
Bean started asking to attend earlier in April. So, we set plans in motion. I knew that meant I needed to go since it was brought to my attention that I attended Doodle's first race. :) I told Bean that I would go with her if she really wanted to go. I also kept praying she didn't! :) Seriously, she was excited. I packed a bag of snacks and entertainment for her because I know my child. This is the child that can not sit through an entire movie at the theater so why would I think she could make it through the entire day at the track without entertainment?!
Our day started off well, the girls had stayed at the grandparents' lake house while Matt attended the "Night before the 500" races at Raceway Park and I went scrapbooking with dear friends. So we met up at the caravan location. One of the perks of my mother-in-law's job is that we do get to be in the police escort caravan's on race day. Makes parking so much nicer. Then we walk and walk and walk.
Daddy and Bean walking to the track.
At this point, she was still excited.
Daddy and Bean at her first 500!
The Miller Crew at the race
Yes I am wearing a hat! My girls could not
get over that fact but had to protect the face. :)
Yes I am wearing a hat! My girls could not
get over that fact but had to protect the face. :)
By the time the first cars made the turn at the 4th corner, Bean was a bit done. She had walked miles, sat in the heat for hours, saw and heard things she didn't enjoy and the race had not even started. After the first 16 laps, she and I went down to find a place to hang out for a bit. We found a patchy spot of grass and sat in the shade eating lunch, coloring, playing with the stuff I packed. It made me thankful that she was on this trip. If she had not been there, I would have felt that I needed to stay up in the stands the entire time. I am happy to announce that while Bean is glad she went, she and I have decided it is not our cup of tea. She likes practice days better...less crowd and not as long. That's my girl! :)
4th Turn before the green flag to start the race
1 comment:
It sounds like it happened just as you called it. Glad you made it through. Next year you can scrapbook, and she can play with Meg!
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