He lines his cars up in rows, sits back, looks and then turns any that are not facing the right way. Neither Wal or I are straight line people so it will be interesting sharing a home with one who is. He has his own little personality now and we are friends. I want so much for it to always be this way: his biggest problem a matchbox car around the wrong way and me his best friend. So far the thing I have struggled with most being a parent is knowing that there are worse things in the world than back the front matchbox cars. For now though I am thankful that he is 2, he is still my baby and I am going to make the most of it.