Ed Carpenter hardly ever says anything, which is a bit of a shame since he’s part of the family that owns Indianapolis Motor Speedway and the Indy Racing League and he’s probably more wired into IndyCar doings than any other driver. But for whatever reason the IRL stallwart hasn’t been a very talkative guy, at least not publicly. Who knows, maybe he was soured by that whole Danica/Time of the Month debacle.
All of a sudden Ed’s a daddy and a proud one at that, because The Man Who Would Be George has dusted off his keyboard and is flapping his digital gums by setting up a blog about his new daughter Makenna Alayne. Not only that, he’s added LOTS of pictures that look straight outta your family album, if of course your grandpa was Tony George blowing out candles on a birthday cake while holding your newborn self in such a way as to no set your precious little melon on fire. (I’m sure the Delphi Safety Team was at the ready, just in case.)
Seriously though, good for Ed who’s busting out the wit ghostwriting for his daughter.
After only 12 weeks of being in this world, I experienced my first New Year. I heard that New Year resolutions were what you were supposed to do, so i have decided that my resolution is to move out of my bassinet in my parents room, and move into my own room. We will see how it goes, I am a little worried that my parents may get lonely without me next to their bed.Ed, you big softy. Now we all get see you’re spending the winter strapped with the Baby Bjorn, which is probably not all that different than having an IndyCar strapped to you. Except of course the weight is in the front and the smell can be worse. Oh yes, as a father of four yours truly is quite familiar with the awesomeness of the Bjorn, so you have my sincerest respect for not only exercising your fatherhood but also posting otherwise embarrassing pictures of you and your family in pajamas as well.
Thank you for sharing, Ed. We sincerely appreciate this. Now just tell us why Grandpa Tony is called “H” before someone turns that into an unpleasant epithet.