It's been about 3 months since Sam really discovered cars and trucks, and yes, he is OBSESSED. Ella always walked around with a dolly or two (or five, or 15. . . whatever she could fit in her pockets and diaper bag). Luke walks around with a whistle and a tambourine, and Sam, well, he can't eat, sleep or play without at least one car or truck. During breakfast this morning, he had so many cars piled on his tray that I couldn't fit his breakfast on it. I asked him what he wanted me to do. "It fit right theya, mommy" and pushed a few cars to the side. Clearly, there was plenty of room for his eggs. What was I thinking?!