All Our Redneck Glory

Growing up in the South, there's a soft spot in my heart for for rednecks. Merk, however, has never fully embraced my less than cultured upbringing ... until last night.

Here's what happened:

Late in the afternoon I got out Luke's old clothes to see what I could pass down to Max. One box had Luke's favorite pajamas, so he spent the better part of an hour trying them on. It didn't matter to him that they were almost uncomfortably small, he was just happy to be in his old Spidy pj's again.

When Merk came home the kids were still in the old pajamas. So imagine my surprise when he said he was taking them to see an old Jeff Gordon car, pajamas and all.

So yes, at 7 pm on a weeknight, my husband took our kids out in public in their pajamas to see a NASCAR. If that's not a redneck move, then I just don't know what is.

Here are the pictures to commemorate the event.