a boy and his motorcycle.

seriously, he loves ride-on toys.

scooters.

cars.

skateboards (though that's more of a sit on it an scoot thing.)

trikes.

and his motorcycle.

i once tried to fight a battle where all outside toys stayed outside.

clearly, i won. ahem.

but for real, i did get tired of fighting them and this boy is entertained for short periods of time

with the outside toys being brought in. so i just don't fight it anymore.

also, these capes were Christmas gifts from my mom last year, they came with matching masks.

and even though i had to replace the tie/string/whatever it's called on it, 

the boys still love them (we have two).

boys and capes. i adore it.

i'm pretty sure i said something uber confusing.

hence, the whatthecrap looks here.

i asked daddy to help him get his mask on. because, cute. adorable. melt me into a puddle.

all was well, until he realized we were looking and smiling and enjoying him.

then my finicky child was all, 

nope. done.