From binkies to Matchbox cars
When Logan was a little infant, he was very attached to his binkies. He couldn't sleep without them & in the early months, we couldn't leave the house without one, let alone the room. I would buy packages of them & keep "back-ups" in zip lock bags in the diaper bag & the kitchen cupboard. It was a traumatic event if we lost one & didn't have an extra immediately on hand.
Now that Logan is over his binkies, he's now moved on to Matchbox cars. He sleeps with one in each hand. They are one of the first words to come out of his mouth in the morning, "Milk? Cars?" He takes one everywhere we go & God forbid we lose one because he will start to whine & fuss, "Cars? Cars? Cars? Cars?...." There have been many car trips where he'll drop his Matchbox car where I can't reach it (because I'm driving) & he goes into a meltdown. He lost one at Wal-Mart because it slid under the shelving where I couldn't reach it. We were fortunate to be in a store with a fully stocked Matchbox car selection & I tell you, I couldn't get it out fast enough for him.
Not only is one constantly glued to his hand, but as of last night, he demands that I race with him. The day before, I was racing a goat with his car & he thought it was pretty funny. He remembered how much fun we had & put two cars in my hand. "Race? Race? Race!" So, I raced a car next to his car & Bill was the goat. We had races on the couch for what seemed like hours. I got bored with it after a while, but Logan still demanded that I play. "Race! Race! Race!" I showed him how the cars could stack on top of one another & he could race the two himself & then he started chanting, "Stat! Stat! Stat!" (stack).
He drives them over every surface in the house & has even discovered that the top of the baby gate is grooved making a perfect fit for the cars & an excellent racing track. He takes all of his cars, trucks, tractors & trains & piles them up on the couch. After making his selection from the vast transportation options available, he proceeds to drive it all over the living room making "vroom, vroom" noises.
How can a boy be so obsessed with cars at such an early age? I don't remember ever forcing cars on him because he's a boy. It just kind of happened that way. We had cars for him to play with & now it seems like they are as important as the air he breaths. Now instead of bagging back-up binkies, I'm rationing Matchbox cars. At least they make perfect stocking stuffers for Christmas.