It just so happens that Harry's Papa has a collection of model cars that makes Harry jump up and down and squeal with delight. As I type, he's looking at these photos and chanting "Papa's racecars! Papa's racecars!"


Sometimes, he even convinces Pa to let him see one up close.
"I love you, blue car."

Afterward, Harry is on cloud nine. He even gives baby James a kiss.
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