At the carwash

I've had this fascination with automated car-washes since I was little. Pops used take me with him when he went and I just thought it was the coolest thing ever. Back then, it was kind of a new invention and I'm pretty sure it was the worst thing you could do to you car's finish, but still...cool.



I take the boys to one by our house that is just phenomenal. I'm not sure that's the right word to describe a car wash, but seriously man, this thing is worth every penny. It uses some kind of licorice-whip-looking brush to clean your car and it does a great job every time. Plus, the suds leave a refreshing cherry scent that lingers long after you pull away. Mmmm...fake food smell.




The boys love it for the most part. Brady gets freaked by the high-pressure water (hence the hands on eyes), but then he gets all into the soapy-brushy mode. Jake just loves the whole process. They both love watching the big air machine blow all the water off at the end.


Can't beat cheap entertainment.