Playing On, er, With Cars

The best (and only) alarm clock  I like...is when the little man taps me on the shoulder.

This morning, I got the tap at 7:48 a.m.

"Hey Papa, let's go down and play cars." How can I resist that invitation?

I like to try to stack the cars. My record is 6, although we only have five here. Merrick usually gives me the satisfaction of the stack, and then plows into them with a monster truck.

I told him to stand up on the stool, and act like he was walking a tightrope. The two pictures on the left are the result.

Real soon, we are going to have to give up on the sleepers. He's growing WAY too fast.