prize

On Saturday I picked up a little 'surprise' from a friend for Thatcher. It was a little toddler-sized Lightning McQueen couch that folds out to be a little bed and then a Lightning McQeeen shaped lamp. Thatcher has gone crazy over his 'prize'. He plays with his lamp nonstop (we figured out how to detach the cord so he can sleep with his new toy) and he wants to do everything on his couch. He sits on it, then he unfolds it, then he folds it back up and sits on it again. This morning he was trying to roll himself up in the couch and I was laughing at my clever little boy. He refers to both things as 'prize' and will do little without them. He is the best and now that he knows surprises mean lots of fun I am hoping they help motivate him in the future.

He is spoiled, but he deserves it too.