Everything In My Car

She screamed.

I thought she was hurt so I rushed over. We were just about to leave for PreK and I thought, “Oh fun, instead of school, we get to go to the doctor.”

But, as I approached Natalie, she didn’t appear to be hurt. She was standing by the door gripping her Superman backpack and Snow White helmet. (She gets attached to weird things.)

“What?” I demanded.

She gave a big sigh. “My doggy wants to come too and I don’t have any free hands.”

Uh.

Really?

Are any other parents out there dealing with a kid who wants to take practically EVERY TOY THEY OWN whenever it’s time to leave the house?

Or is my kid just overly attached to things?

Should I save up for her therapy later? (I mean really, why take a HELMET?)

“That’s not an issue to scream about,” I reminded her. “I’ll carry the doggy out. Okay?”

I know I shouldn’t give in. But it seems like such a small thing. And okay, it keeps her quiet on the ten minute drive to her school. I prefer quiet. I hate when she’s whiney. Her complaints mixed with Oklahoma drivers who have seemed to forgotten how to operate a vehicle is not a nice mix.

So..

We got the toys she wanted and…

…yeah. Where is my kid?

And let me tell you, sometimes she forgets to bring the item she wailed about in the first place back in so it sits in my car forever. I once found Darth Vader shoved underneath the passenger seat. (Yup, she loves Darth. Again. I’m saving up for her therapy.)

Is anyone else’s vehicle covered in toys?

(And food?)

That might be a future blog post. What’s in YOUR car?