The Little Master is in love with the color yellow. It led to a lengthly love affair with the yellow Wiggle, first Greg and then Sam. His playdoh has to be yellow, his cereal bowl, his favorite tshirt. It goes on and on. He saw a yellow Camaro and said, "That is a weally cool car, Mommy. I want that." Then on the 4th of July, he got a Happy Meal that included a Optimus Prime, a Transformer toy. He was really into it and so we showed him some of the Transformer stuff on the computer. He spied a yellow Transformer and it was love at first sight. Since then, it's been "Bumblebee this" and "Bumblebee that." He has two little Bumblebees, slippers, pajamas, underwear, a shirt from one aunt, a tracksuit from another. It's an obsession that can't be quenched. And then good ole Santa granted his earnest wish for a big Bumblebee and he's been in the Little Master's arms since then. They fight sisters together, banish witches hiding in closets, and race down the hallway to beat the Decepticons lurking around each corner.
Today, while waiting in the carpool lane to pick up Sunshine, TLM told me that Bumblebee had seen a princess. I thought, "Great. Here's another story about beating someone up." Instead I said, "Oh, did he protect the princess from a dragon when he saw her, " hoping to stop another gore ridden story. Then my sweet little guy said, "No, he took her to the ball. Princesses like balls."
Oh, Bumblebee is dating!
i'm glad someone is.
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