So, when you add a garage (made out of a cardboard box, a bucket, the crayon bin and piles of books) to his growing car collection, look out! The imagination runs wild with endless possibilities for car playtime. Including making a choo-choo track out of chunky puzzle pieces and car ramps out of bin lids and flooring samples (for our new house).
This boy of mine has loved car-cars for awhile now. (BTW, that’s what he originally called any type of vehicle with wheels. Car-cars. That affectionate name is slowly starting to go away, as he gets older. The same for trains. He calls them choo-choos right now, but I know that will not last either. A bittersweet sign that he’s growing up.)
After raising three girls past this toddler/preschool stage, it is really fun to see how very different he plays. I can’t get over how delightful I find this little guy! And the boy things that he finds so interesting, I can’t help but enjoy, too. Which surprises me (being the only-child girl that I am). Which is why it is so absolutely wonderful.