My little guy loves anything with wheels. or tracks. or blades. basically anything that moves. This is what he is up to this morning:
That red bin is usually full of anything with wheels. This morning it is empty. Each car, truck and bulldozer is in use.
They are strategically placed after lots of thought.
And the helicopter is flying in at just the right moment to save someone's day.
And some guys are on their way out of town.
And he's thrilled about all of it.
He's off to find more guys or trucks or something. I better go before we get the whole toy shelf moved into the kitchen. . . Oh to peek into his brain. . .