My two year old son usually has a little Hot Wheels car in each hand when he’s running around the house. And he doesn’t leave the house without at least one. For some reason here in Nova Scotia they’re called Dinky Cars, or Dinkies. And while I thought that was kinda dorky name, I gotta say, it is easier to say than Hot Wheels cars.

Last night I was heading out to run an errand and he ran after me to the front door. I figured maybe he had issues with my leaving. But he handed me a dinky, a little yellow Nissan. He’s started handing us dinkies even if we’re leaving the room. He can’t imagine how we could go on our way without one - he sure doesn’t.

The other day his little cousin was crying so he walked over and handed her a dinky. A red Corvette, and it helped.

I just love the idea that security and comfort could be so easy to hold in your hand. I also love that he finds it so easy to give.