Day 35:
Today was a very, very busy day, Son. It was an unseasonably warm day, 60 degrees in January which, in the DC area, is way out of character. Either way it worked out for the Yerkes family because we got you a new wagon to cruise around in! Well, not exactly a "wagon", but a 3.2 liter all-wheel-drive Audi Q5!
It took a lot - quite frankly it took YOU - to get Mommy to finally say goodbye to her 2001 BMW 325 xi. She really loved that car, Conor, and was determined to drive the wheels off of it! But Mommy realizes that both your and her safety is far more important than the sentimental value of a car, and so after months of chiding her to consider something new, she finally broke down... And to be sure, I understand Mommy's love for the car; especially being the car and bike guy I am. She chose each and every specification of the vehicle, had it built in Germany and shipped over seas, waited three months for delivery of the car, and it's been as faithful and as loyal a steed as any car owner could ever hope for. Uncharacteristic to many BMWs, it was largely maintenance free over eleven years and almost 115,000 miles.
Still, I had concerns... Mommy does a fair bit of driving for work... From Fairfax to Alexandria to Bethesda to Washington DC, that little BMW has taken a beating! My greatest fear was that it would break down while I'm away on business with you in the car and I'd be helpless to get to you both... Ironically, the week after you were born the BMW's serpentine belt snapped and the car had developed a pretty significant oil leak as a result of the seal around the oil-pump disintegrating... And not that these are totally unexpected repairs to an eleven year old car - but they're debilitating to the vehicle and can leave you stranded, and sure enough did. It was kind of a sign I guess. And so here we are, with a sweet little Audi Quattro in the driveway! Your new sled, Son! Only the best for Conor the Lion Heart. The finest horses in the land for Conor An Chroí Lion.
Would you expect anything less?
Love you, Conor.
-Dad
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