I will use any excuse to spoil this child.

Bub got glowing reports at school today about how well he's been doing with the potty and how clever and funny he is.    Well, I was just bursting with pride and wanted to reward him.

Could I have gone a bit smaller with the truck?  Perhaps.  But it's a frickin' cement mixer!  How awesome it that?

We'll be jammed up on Kimball Road for the foreseeable future.  Please seek alternate routes.

And because I cannot resist the site of his little body in big boy pants . . . 

We were watching Dino Dan for those of you keeping score at home.