Marek's absolute favorite place to be:
He cannot. Get. Enough.
Now, I have never showed him the keys and how they go in the ignition or anything. But the other day, as we were "playing" in the van yet again, I gave him the keys to hold (another fave thing of his, though he sets off the alarm about every 2 minutes. The neighbors know when Marek's playing. After about 2-3 times, they are taken away). So anyways, he takes the keys, finds the black key out of the situation, and puts it in the ignition. Thinking surely it was a fluke, I took them out and mixed them up, and again, he knew which key he had to get to put in the ignition again. Oh my goodness. He's perceptive! I guess he's not always just whining from his little carseat.
[May 7, 2012]
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