All things that move.

Emerson is all boy. He loves anything that moves and makes noise. Tractors, trucks, cars, trains, planes. He has a new love for tunnels. Everything that you can go under is a tunnel. Going under Daddy's legs on the ottoman. Tunnel. Going under an overpass while driving. Tunnel. Going under low-hanging trees while walking in our neighborhood. Tunnel. We see so much imagination and creativity in Emerson. He loves to play, and wants everyone to play with him. There's no lounging in our house. If you're home, you're playing.

Yay for new train sets! With tunnels!

Choooooo! Choooooo!

I believe these trucks are getting ready to race. (Please note the red car slipper that's included.)

Emerson sings to them, and straightens the row. My bets are on the classic, wooden car. I'm old school.

Emerson rolls over to admire his work from another angle...

And hurdles them...well...because he can.

Emerson builds his own tunnels from whatever he can find. This one includes the red step stool, a clear book bin, a number of animals and a random purple cup thrown in for variety.

Ran out of room up top for the elephant and chimp. Good thing they're friends.

"Tunnel!"