Some of you are thinking, “how sad. It’s just a Hot Wheels car.” I’m actually pretty excited. I have a bad habit of getting them too often for my son, and if he gets one, why shouldn’t I? Of course, I’ve gotten better at not getting him one every time we go to the store.
Recently, we were in Wal-Mart and our 9 month old picked out his very own car. My wife had the cart stopped next to a bin full of Hot Wheels. He picked a 1971(72? can’t remember) Ford Gran Torino Sport. If he could get one, then our 2 year old needed one and Daddy needed one too, right?
I came home with a 2010 Cadillac CTS-V. I would love to have one in real life, but it probably won’t ever happen and I’m content with owning the pint-sized version. It doesn’t need gas, tires, repairs, insurance, etc.
I did have to rearrange my “desk garage” though, to fit it in along with the new family photos I brought to work.
Behold:
Desktop Garage.
From left to right: GMC Typhoon. GMC Syclone. New Caddy CTS-V. Corvette ZR-1. Ferrari 365 GTB/4
