Recently, gabe had the pleasure of sighting a fire engine and a cement mixer right downstairs our house, which gives him a really clear view of them. I told him that the fire engine makes a "bee boh bee boh" noise, which he can only say "boh", which really sounds like "ball"...
He has started loving the rare times he gets at the driver's seat. He'll turn the steering wheel at great speeds, do his version of a vroom vroom imitation, chuckle and squeal in delight while at it. Applies to the twenty-cents cars (which are no longer priced at twenty cents) at shopping malls (immobile at our will) and the tricycle at home.
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