Semi-Trucks

On Sunday, Grandpa Dan brought the boys semi-trucks; which are the new favorite. After breaking one of Deacon's cab wheels off, Bryce sorted things out by trading trailors, and somehow things have balanced out nicely.

Today though, as we read Ernie & Elmo: My First Book About Reptiles (a favorite of mine because of all the trivia), Deacon noisily munched on said wheel. I asked what was in his mouth, saw a huge gaping hole in the center of the wheel, thought, "yeah, air could go through that . . . no choking hazard there" and then, I realized that perhaps I'd left my brain in the dishwasher, because--whether an airway-blocker or not, who wants to dislodge a plastic tire? Not me. I'm glad that I found my brain.