I couldn't find Grayson. It was only a few...several...a small amount...of seconds. But, I couldn't find him. When suddenly I hear from Austin Buddy (in typical Austin Buddy tone--that I wish I could bottle up), "Uh Oh. Grayson driving our truck!" I raced to the back yard, thankful to see Grayson only sitting in the truck, NOT driving it. Phew. But I'm still not completely sure how he got outside by himself...
Whenever we play outside, Grayson heads straight for this truck. He loves to climb in and REALLY loves when big brother gives me a ride around the yard.
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