Vroom Vroom

Although I appear to be completely consumed with makeover plans recently, I assure you that I do still have a kid and he does still provide daily entertainment.

Little King David recently dove into toddlerhood head-first and he hasn’t looked back since. We’ve all heard those ominous warnings about the terrible twos. What people don’t tell you is that the terrible twos start approximately two weeks after your kid’s first birthday.

As if to prove that point, Little King David had a royal tantrum this morning. As we got ready to leave the house for work, David excitedly grabbed his shoes and chased Daddy to the door. He held his shoes up towards Daddy and exclaimed, “Vroom Vroom!!” Being the simple creatures that we are, Mommy and Daddy assumed that David wanted to help Daddy start the minivan and pull it out of the garage.

Awww, how cute!

Daddy put David’s shoes on for him and they headed out to the garage. Meanwhile, Mommy grabbed Daddy’s lunch box, locked the side door, dropped the lunch box into Daddy’s cargo van, and then realized that her own minivan was still parked in the garage.

As she got closer, she could hear the wails of frustration coming from the car seat.

Mommy: “What’s wrong?”

Daddy: “Do you know what a Vroom Vroom is?”

Mommy: “Sure I do. A Vroom Vroom is a car.”

Daddy: “Wrong. A Vroom Vroom is a lawnmower.”

David was ticked off because he wanted to mow the grass with Daddy.

At 7:15 a.m. on a Thursday morning.

I plan to remind him of this incident 13 years from now…