Mom went to WalMart yesterday. She tooks Charles with her so of course Charles has a new car. This time he got a small semi that detaches the same way as a real one. Charles has been obsessed with it since he came home with it. But it’s not all joy. Charles was out in the yard playing on the short slide when he sent the semi down the slide. The parts separated and Charles was distraught. Mom looked over, very concerned, because Charles is crying and stretching out his hand in a very pathetic way. I realized right off that it was a car problem. So I put the semi back together but Charles was still upset because the slide was too long for him to run the semi down it from the top. He kept edging out a little more, stretching his arm, desparately trying to get the semi all the way down the slide. Eventually, of course, he went to far and slide down himself. But he carefully protected the semi, heedless of his own risk. And the semi survived all the way to the bottom intact! A triumph of the will.