Everything is a Race!

This morning is just ONE example of how fascinated with racing Colin can sometimes be. He was hiding from me when I realized he needed to blow his nose. The only way I could get him to the tissue box? "Let's race!"

We have to race to the tissues, race to the potty, race to get his jammies at night, and on and on and on.

But this morning, he threw a little something extra into our discussion of racing. After he blew his nose, I complimented him on such a good job! His response? "That was one FAST racing snot!!"