As mentioned in my previous post, the worst thing about parenthood for me is potty training. But one of my most favorite things about parenthood is enjoying V’s imagination. Seeing the world through the eyes of a toddler is priceless.

We have a house in our neighborhood that we drive by almost every day. It happens to be at a corner where we often get stuck at the stop light. I’m not sure why, but V calls this the “elephant house” each and every time he sees it.

Elephant House

And, just last night while sitting at the dinner table, he looked out the window at this tree and said it looked like a motorcycle. Actually he said it was a man being chased by a motorcycle.


My son, the creative genius!