cars

It was not that long ago that LaLaLa Beth ruined the movie Cars for me. LMFAO. It wasn't her fault. How could any self-respecting mother of two small children not have seen Cars? It was utter craziness! At that time, we had just obtained our copy of the movie, and I just hadn't had a chance to actually watch it myself. That was, oh, maybe 3 weeks ago.

Now? Now, you ask? Why, I have seen the movie Cars probably 9,362 times. Not quite, but that's how it feels. The Boy loves this movie. Loves. It. It *must* be watched at least once a day, sometimes 2 or 3 times if The Babe is feeling generous. His favorite part is when they play "Sh-Boom" and light up the little city with all the repaired neon (now, I hope I didn't spoil anything for you, that's not really the end...) The Boy will come running from wherever he may be when he hears that song, and if he is missing it, The Babe will call him to let him know. Very Cute.

Anyhow, this has sparked a whole new area of interest. The Boy is constantly demanding that I go "super fast" when we are in the car. Ka-chow! The Kiddos have all kind of races, wherever they are going. The Boy talks all the time about "stinging like a beaver" I tried to correct him once. Once. He was having none of it. "No Mommy, sting like a beaver!". But today took the cake. Today for the first time, I heard The Kiddos arguing over which of them won the Piston Cup in the race to the bath. LOL.

Kids. Cars. It's a winning combination.