When Rhett was a tiny baby, Jeremy climbed into the attic of his parents' house and got down a bag of old matchbox cars that Jeremy used to play with as a child. We put them in Rhett's toy box, knowing that one day, he would probably play with them. But, in all honesty, the child has too many toys, so Jeremy and I both kind of forgot about them.
Well, small cars happen to be one of Rhett's very favorite toys, and the other day, he was exploring his toy box and found the bag of old cars. He came running to me showing me all of his new treasures. He was so excited! I explained to him that his daddy saved those for him, and to that he replied (without any prompting), "Oh, my daddy is a genius!". I about fell over in my chair! Where in the world does this child learn these words?!? We promptly called Jeremy to thank him for saving the cars and Rhett told him again that he was a genius! I am sure Jeremy's heart about burst open at that moment because mine sure did and Rhett wasn't even complimenting me.
Then, a little later in the day, we were talking to my grandmother on the phone (something that we do daily). Rhett was so excited and telling her all about all of his new cars, and shouted out, "My daddy is my hero!". So sweet! And again, where does he come up with this stuff?!?
He has really enjoyed playing with these cars (even as old as they are, with paint chipping, parts missing, etc.) He doesn't seem to notice that they're not brand new, and just has the best time! Sweet boy!
