Treetop Banger

For Christmas, my in-laws gave Fisher a sweet new ride. It is an electric dune buggy...preschooler style. (Complete with camo. Because what respectable preschooler has a dune buggy without camo?) Needless to say, Fisher was immediately in love. Everyone stopped what they were doing, and we took the party outside. The rest of Christmas at the in-laws was spent walking/jogging up and down the neighborhood with Fisher behind the wheel.

(And apparently this contraption has a super fast gear that was quickly discovered causing mommy and daddy to break out in a full sprint to avoid anything detrimental for Nascar Fisher.) 

True love.

As the day came to an end, we loaded up the dune buggy and headed home. Fisher talked about how cool his new ride was the entire 45 minute drive. He is a bit of a low talker, so Tanner and I caught about every 5th word that came out. At some point during this conversation, he dubbed the name "Treetop Banger". We have NO idea where this is stemming from, and NO idea why he deemed it the best name ever, but nonetheless, we adopted Treetop Banger into our lives.

He immediately requested to call Yaya and Pawpaw along with Amy and Unca to inform them of his new vessel of transportation. (Side note: Amy is my actual sister, while Unca is my brother-in-law. It has always been a source of bitterness that he gets a cool nickname while she is "just Amy"...like the random girlfriend or something.) The next day he arranged (at three years old) for us to visit the fam and take Treetop Banger for its grand introduction. The day was spent burning up the roads, showing us how he is cool enough to drive with no hands, and begging to take Baby Cousin Sofie for a ride (because it is a two seater. Obvi.).

Now, three months later, we are still calling it Treetop Banger. I have my suspicions that the name is stemming from its camo accents. But, the world may never know.

Most afternoons are spent in the back yard playing with Treetop Banger. Fisher's favorite game is to chase me (or occasionally the poor, unsuspecting dog) around the house. And let me tell you, do not slow down and do not trip. He WILL run you over.

He has also began using it as a point of leverage. If he gets upset with us, he tells us he will just hop in Treetop Banger and drive to Yaya and Pawpaws house. Like he doesn't need us anymore.