"CAh! CAh! CAh! CAhYEE!"
Thanks to Daddy's tutelage that Mommy's name is "Carly," Dax now thinks mommy and cars are one in the same.
I guess it's not a whole lot different than the fact that I keep referring to my belly as "the baby." Everytime I ask where the baby is, he lifts his own shirt up, or pokes my belly.
This kid is too cute for words!
