Apr
7
Lightning McQueen
The boy is a speed racer. This morning while his dada fixed breakfast, Junior turned the area around the kitchen island into a motor speedway.
He has a walk-behind push toy that is basically ready for the Indy Racing League. Zoom. Around the kitchen. Rrrrrreeyow. Cornering with a little help from Momma. Vrrt vrrt. Pit stop to refuel with a high-octane crunchie. Zoom. Off again for another lap.
Checkered flag. Breakfast is ready, champ.
