Hi Alli! Great to hear from you. Tell Aiden and Alex that Santa came here too. . . What tha? How funny! Kids pick up some of the funniest things, don't they? You're really lucky that the expletive didn't follow too, hahahahaha!

You are so right! Boys are definitely programmed to take everything apart. I think your parking area for the cars was very creative. . . too bad the boys are even more creative with parking them under the bed. Just wait, some really cold night when you're all snuggled in bed and everyone is asleep, you'll just have to run to the bathroom. Too tired to slip on your slippers and not wanting to wake up Jorge you'll decide not to turn on the light. . . after all you can see a little bit right? You'll swing those feet down and softly tip-toe to the bathroom; when suddenly you are struck by searing pain from your feet. Crashing into the table, screaming you're sure you've had your toes cut off! But no, nothing nearly that dramatic- just those darned toy cars! Uhuh, I remember pretty clearly the way that feels and Devin's cars were called MICROMACHINES!
Yep, those tiny little pain-mongers, I swore ,drove into my bedroom at night and parked themselves directly in the path of my feet. MICRODEVILS MORE LIKE! I can laugh now, but for a while, I had permanent impressions on the bottom of my feet! They say that if women ruled the world there would be peace. I say, if women ruled the world, toy cars would stay locked in the toybox at night!

Love,
Tress