Weekday mornings with the toddler can be stressful and crazy but also humorous.
This morning I went in to get Connor out of bed. He moved from laying on his pillows to on my lap facing his wall with his big Lightening McQueen wall decal.
Connor: I had a bad dream last night.
Me: Really? What was it about.
Connor: Lightening McQueen was in front of me. He wouldn’t talk to me.
Me: That was a bad dream?
Connor: Then he crashed. Bad. His wheels were flat and down. It was a problem.
This kid lives and dreams Cars. He hums the music and races pretty much any toy – wheels or no wheels. I’m dreading the day he can get his license.