Speed. I am Speed.

When Hewitt was in the hospital we watched the movie Cars. Then we watched it again. And again, and again. Twelve times we watched that movie.

I blame it on Grandma :). She had gotten Hewitt a Lightning McQueen t-shirt. And then she got him Cars sneakers. Hewitt spent days (actually, he’s still doing it) running around the house yelling, “Me SPEED! Vrooooommmm!”

Shortly before Hewitt’s birthday, the older children found this pillow. It was on sale for $6.99. They pooled their money and they got it for Hewitt for his birthday (hence the Birthday crown on his head :).

Hewitt sleeps with this Speed pillow every night. He still runs around saying, “Me SPEED. Vrooooommmmm.” I’m just glad that for Hewitt, speed means Lightning McQueen racing around a race track and him racing around the living room. I’m not ready for him to grow up and start driving on his own!

PJ

 

 

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