So my Ethan is absolutely in love with trucks. Everything with wheels is called "truck." He probably says the word "truck" 200 times a day, and I'm not exaggerating! He'll wake up and say "truck," then he'll spend all morning lining them up in a row. It is fascinating. It's even better if we're in a traffic jam, and that occurs quite often here in Seattle, unfortunately. During a jam, he'll say "truck" over and over again. We of course can't move on until I repeat it, so I also say it 200 times a day. Gotta love it.
Here is Ethan with a line up of trucks. This is also the entertainment center before we painted it. (See below). I think I'm liking the red and new knobs.
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