round and round we go

Today while I changed the sheets, you drove your golf cart car from Nana and Grampa all around the perimeter of the bed, back and forth. If I spread out a sheet and it got on top of the car or your arm or whatever, you'd just pull it out and keep driving. All with a very serious look on your face. Things always got a little precarious when you got to the end of the bed and you had to step on the comforter. There were a few times you almost bit it right into the corner of the bed frame, but thankfully you never did!