There are worse fates.

The first time he saw the noisy car it was like it seared some kind of lasting impression into his brain. Every time we went to Target after that first time, we'd have to cruise down that aisle and linger as he pushed the buttons to demonstrate all of the annoying "features". And then came the begging. One day, when I was at a weak point, I agreed. And noisy car came home with us. Come on, how can you resist when he calls it "the only car that will ever make me happy, ever!"

Turns out the car has not been all bad. I can't even put into word why I love this car, probably as much as the boys do. So better than words, I've posted this short video. Enjoy!