I blame his father for this turtles madness. Turtles are everywhere. I have stickers all over my truck and Leo rides with me on my steering wheel.

He rolls back and forth while I’m driving. Oh how did he get there? My son threw him from the backseat and that’s where he landed. He has a good arm on him.

As much as I like the turtles, I’m ready for this stage to be over. I’m starting to see turtles in my dreams. Or at least I think they’re dreams.