Copper Harbor gets lots of visitors in the summer time. The town gets crazy packed, and people are driving around everywhere. They are parked everywhere too.
When I walk behind a line of parked cars, I like to look at the license plates to see which states people are from. Yesterday I saw an impressive spread of plates from all over the country parked in front of The Pines for lunch. Not one Michigan plate that day.
Braeden likes to look at the vehicles as well. But he is more obsessive. Here is what it's like walking through a parking lot with Brady P.
"Eh!" he stretches his little arm out and points to the first car in the row.
"Red car," I say.
He points to the next one.
He points to the next.
And so on and so on until all the cars are out of sight. Unless he runs behind the row to point to them all again. Oy, that gets a little monotonous for me.
He'll do the same thing when cars drive by.
"Motorcycles!" I tell him. "What does a motorcycle do?"
He holds his fists in front and bounces them up and down like he's driving a motorcycle while I make the baroom ba ba ba ba sound. He giggles, so I can't help but giggle too.
He is smart. He knows the colors and the types of vehicles, so sometimes I switch it up on him.
"Braeden, do you see a red truck?"
Often it's the next thing in view, but sometimes he'll have to turn around.
Boom. He points to the red truck. And the gray car, the blue car, the red Jeep, the gold van, the white camper, the other camper and so on.
Is this post boring you? Well, think about how I feel when I have to name these things everywhere we go! Ha ha. Just teasing. Like I said before, I love to promote the things he is curious about and help him learn.
Maybe someday he will work at a car dealership. He can go around and tell the people the color of each type of car in the lot!
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