Willie and Gus have a car mat. It's a small area rug with a city on it. Roads for their cars to drive one, bridges, grocery stores, parks, you get the picture.
Well, yesterday we had an incident involving the car mat, the vacuum, a very scared four year old, and a lot of smoke.
"DADDY, THE VACUUM CLEANER IS EATING MY CAR MAT!!!!!!"
My house still smells like burnt rubber. And gone are Luke's Saturday morning ranting about how his boys will learn to WORK, WORK, WORK....perhaps they are a bit young!