We step outside…he wants to play in the drivers seat.
We see cars (any car) in a parking lot…he wants to play in their drivers seat.
We see Grandpa’s Jeep…he DEFINITELY wants to play in the drivers seat.
I can’t take this boy anywhere. When I don’t let him do it because we are going somewhere (or because it’s not our car), he pitches a fit.
So when we go outside to play, (which we’ve been doing a lot lately in this beautiful weather) I try to distract him with his favorite motorcycle…
But all that doesn’t stop me from loving this funny little guy.
I guess he got this move from coming with me to the Mommy & Me class I teach..
He was actually reaching for this little piece of bark. Funny how he didn’t just turn around and pick it up that way.