"Wamp"

The other night, Michael built Wesley a ramp so he could launch his cars down the hallway. (I love how daddies envision toys out of stuff mommies only see as trash. This cardboard box had been sitting in our garage for a week, waiting to be broken down and taken to the trash bin!) And since I've been trying to convince Wes recently that we don't climb or sit on the coffee table, I decided the old adage "if you can't beat 'em, join 'em" applies perfectly to this situation. So now he pulls out his basket of trucks, climbs up on the coffee table and says "wamp" over and over and over!