love is a hot wheel…

… when my son is sick he likes to lay in bed and surround himself with his growing hot wheel collection. He can spend hours sorting them by color, model and series. He will line them up and play traffic, or parking lot… or bounce on the bed and play earth quake providing a soundtrack of screams and pleas.

His hot wheels make him feel better when he is home sick from school. So naturally when some one he loves is not feeling well he gives them his hot wheels to play with.

Today at my doctor’s appointment I reached into my purse to grab my wallet and instead pulled out a hot wheel my son had hidden away in there unbeknown to me. The fact that he even parted with a green one, his favorite color, made that little hot wheel the best gift I think I have ever received.