Ansen got one of those toy helicopters for Christmas from his Mom and to say Drew loves it might be an understatement. I had to decide early on that Mom doesn't "know how" to fly the helicopter or we'd be doing it all day long. Plus it kind of gets to be Ansen's thing with the kids.
Anytime Drew has the chance to talk to Ansen during the day he inevitably asks . . .
Dad, we fy da helwicopter Dad?
Yes, Drew. We'll fly the helicopter when I get home.
Drew likes to be the launcher and he's never ready ("I not weddy, I not weddy") until the stance is complete with one arm holding the helicopter and the other hand on his hip ("Okay Dad. I weddy).
Luckily, it's the little things in life.
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