While I'm still not 100% sure P is my child (after all, he was delivered via c-section, so it is possible he's some other woman's child....), P is 100% B's son. Cars. Everything is Cars, and I'm not talking about the Disney/Pixar movie. P now points to all cars and says, "crrr". I have nightmares of where this is headed once he's older.
Here P is at the store, making sure we see all the toy cars.
And P found a NASCAR race on TV
(He likes to turn the TV on. This is not something we normally watch, nor do we allow P to watch TV.)
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