This is a fairly common occurrence at our house.
I'll climb into bed and find a few cars left like little chocolates on my pillow, except not on my pillow but hidden sneakily under the covers. Our house doesn't offer a lot of open play areas so every space, including our bed, is utilized. The bed is a particularly useful trampoline, wrestling mat (for Daddy and the boys, just in case you thought I was going somewhere else with this post) and open road for driving. Cars are scattered all over our house like confetti, then gathered up in their bucket daily to be redistributed.
There isn't anything really noteworthy about finding cars in my bed, except that it is just so classic little boy and it makes me smile. And it makes me a little sentimental about this sweet stage of life. I want to remember these days when my boys are driving real cars and roll their eyes at everything I say and wiping away all my kisses (which I plan to still give out regularly). Thank you Lord for little boys and little cars in the covers.
5 comments:
Nothing like waking up and having Lightening McQueen stuck to your back!
That is pretty hilarious! Another reason I love the blog, to document each little stage of life:-).
we carry a lightning mcqueen red bucket to carry our cars and trains around. so much alike, these boys!
i can totally relate! if it's not a car, it's a lego implanted in my back. ;)
chrys
So sweet...and so true. I was just thinking about doing a car-related blog post as Bennett's interest in (or obsession with?) cars has reached a new level and those little buggers are taking over our home.
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