Round and round.....

Recently, on my morning commute, I was struck by a thought - from the moment that Sheldon had any ability to choose his own toys, and for all the years that he's been able to make his own fun, it's always been about the wheels. And making them move:

the wheels on his stroller and his toy cars,

the wheels on his bike,

his skateboard,



and his scooter.

Before I know it, he'll be asking for the biggest wheels of all.

Yesterday I woke up with a teenager in my house. I'm not sure exactly how it happened except that I let him in back in 1997. His obsession with wheels has always been there. Sure it's evolved a little over the years but, if I look closely, I can still see my little man lying on the ground watching the wheels go 'round.

Happy 13th kiddo.