Little Boy can build. Lincoln Logs are the toy at our house. He builds houses, garages, fences, barns, and even has figured out how to attach his monster trucks end to end using the logs and makes a train.
Little Boy can imagine. We don't have a couch--We have a monster truck. We don't have a love seat--We have an airplane.
Little Boy can make me laugh. Yesterday, he told me: "I'm going to drive a monster truck when I'm in High School." Today he told his best friend, SF, "My dad's at work. He makes money."
Little Boy is sweet, silly, strong, independent, loving, and bright.
If I had one wish then it would be--That you could have a Little Boy just like me.