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Cars !!!

We bought a new car this weekend ... Patrick loved it. He got to play everywhere.

We were outside, checking out the vehicles they had in stock. He got to sit in the back, up front, and event in the driver's seat. Nothing like having your son dragging on the steering wheel and setting the A/C to make a car more inviting.

Then, we were inside the dealership. Patrick was playing and eyeing the balloons ... silver and black. One of the salesmen brought a basket of legos from the kids area (yes, an area just for smaller kids). Patrick loved pushing the basket around the dealership ... it kept him amused for about thirty minutes.

At one point, Jen had to head home to get some paperwork ... Patrick finally let go of the silver balloon long enough for me to take him back to the kids area. I loved the small hand-prints all over the balloon.

In the kids area, we got to play with a racetrack ... nothing like cars to keep a small boy amused for five minutes.

Eventually, Patrick tracked his mom down, just as we finished with the paperwork. Then, it was time to move all our junk from one car to another.

While we were transferring stuff, we stuck him in the driver's seat on the old car (did I mention he loves being in the driver's seat). He quickly found the Tim-Bits we got him, powdered and jelly-filled ... loving them, he had the driver's seat and much of the ground outside the car covered in powder. Yes, he got th box open and finished off half-a-dozen smaller donuts in under three minutes ... score!

It was a very cool experience, if I haven't said so yet ...
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Location: Columbus, OH, USA

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