rollin rollin

Lately one of your favorite things to do is take the little golf cart car that nana and grampa sent you from a happy meal purchase on the road and drive it all over things. It's been around the dining room table and over the backs of the chairs several times. This morning you drove it all around the couch: across the middle of the pillows at the front, down the arm, across the back of the couch frame, and then back down the other arm. All with a very serious look on your face--that one you get where you pull in one side of your lip slightly. You'd get a big smile on your face though whenever mommy would turn around to say "beep, beep!"