Each one of these cars in the basket has a personal identity, and it’s crazy to me that he know all like 18 of them!
I found a few random cars in the couch cushions as I was cleaning one afternoon, and it was crazy to me that when I threw them into his bucket, later that afternoon, he took them out, as if I had done something offensive. “Mom these aren’t action cars!” They are all his friends, and they each have a job to do.
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