Yellow Cars

There are a lot of things that I do not understand about 3 year-olds.
There are a lot of things that I do not understand about boys.
So it is no surprise that there are a lot of things that I do not understand about 3-year old boys.

It seems to be prototype among toddler boys to enjoy matchbox cars.  I remember my brother also loving these small cars. He used to place a shoe box on the floor, roll them off the couch so that they would fly through the air and attempt to make them land in the shoe box.

Unlike my brother, Hayden realizes his cars do not fly and rolls them on the floor.  He will do this for hours if left on his accord - he will do it until he passes out.  Exhaustion and dinner are the only two things that make him stop playing.
But as much as he loves playing with all his cars, he shows a strong affection towards a certain yellow car.

Yes, I've mentioned this yellow car before.




There is very little in life that makes him put down his yellow car.  It is with us everywhere we go.

It sneaks into every single picture.

I thought it would be a fun game to try to find real yellow cars, and that our yellow jogging stroller would be the perfect vehicle.

The first yellow car we came across was looked a lot like his yellow car - it even had the black stripe.

The second car we found was a nicer version of the yellow car.  The sales-man at the dealership took the opportunity to sell it to me.

In general, I think any car that has a 3-point harness seatbelt is probably not the right car to try to sell a mother of two young children.  It must have been a slow sales day.

Or maybe he was desperate.  

Maybe yellow cars lose their enchantment after the age of 5.