white, mama.

G-star loves to drive.  Loves.  He could spend a million hours in a car that is not running (with dad, mom turns the ac on) just pretending to drive.  Climbing from front to back.

Today he found some of my sunglasses and put them on.  tilted his head back like ray charles and said, "cool dude."  Which is what i tell him when he looks ridiculous in sunglasses.  Head always back to keep them on.

He also says, "white, mama" to say that my car is white.  It makes me laugh.

And when I put him to bed at night he's been big into saying, "tweet, mama" then rubbing my cheek.  Then "patting" me too hard on the chest.  

Tonight he said, "trong, mama" and rubbing my arm.  I have no idea what he was saying.  So I asked, "are you saying strong, mama?"  

"yah."

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSssssssss.  All of this drinking and carrying around a 30 lb child have paid off!  I have strong arms!  

And that's what I'm taking from this evening.