The helicopter had more crash landings than any chopper should but it still flies. Tristan either has the thing at full speed or falling onto the floor.
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Last evening Dean went for gas for his tractor. He came home with a box and had the children guess what was in it. He told me he bought it when he went inside to pay for the gas. The only thing I could think of was a box of doughnuts. Wrong! It was a remote control helicopter.
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