Last night Evan and I went to the flying field with Russ and his Dad. During one flight Poppy crashed a bit and lost his landing gear. He and Russ wandered around in the tall grass for several minutes looking with no luck. Then another guy flying there went out to join them. Still no luck. Since no one was flying at that point I figured it was safe for Evan and I to go out and lend our eyeballs to the cause. As I set Evan down in the tall grass I made a snide comment about how he would probably be the one to find the wheels on a wire. The "other guy" said..."He should, he's closest to the ground." We all chuckled. Not two minutes later we look up from our searching to see little Evan standing there proud as punch holding the landing gear. It was the sweetest, cutest thing. He was so proud of himself. And I was proud of him too.
Today we built a zoo.
He was REALLY excited about this...it was pretty fun. And we used every block we had. :)
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