I guess it starts young, the male fascination with cars. I was cleaning up my double stroller to sell (sad day, I LOVE that stroller. But Cole's getting too big), and washing it off when Cole announces that he needs to wash car.
So I let him have my soapy water and cloth and off he went. If it wasn't 90 degrees outside, I would have let him stay out there forever. He was so focused and intent and serious about it. It was definitely not splashy-splashy time. I had to drag him inside. And his car is considerably cleaner.
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