Ares is still obsessed with "Whitening Mack Keen" as he says. Grandma Karen bought him this little matchbox car (right) a few weekends ago, and it has left his hands twice. (OK, slight exaggeration). We don't let him take it to the table when we eat or in the bathtub. Oh, and he can't fit it through the sleeves on his jacket, so he has to put it on the ground while we put his jacket on him.
We put together his Power Wheels Jeep last night. I think (hope) he's really going to like it. I think he'll be scared sh*tless when he first pushes the gas pedal down and it moves though. My guess is that he starts to cry and climb out as fast as possible. He'll learn to love it though =)

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