You might not know what this is.  I’ll give you a hint.  It was a very popular toy in our house.  If you look again you’ll see that it’s a helicopter.  Sorry, it was a helicopter.  Tonight, Ryan and I were flying this little guy around the house, chasing Maddie and flying over Coop’s head.  Then, it was time for bed.  So, reluctantly, we left the chopper charging in its stand.  I then put the stand on the stove and went upstairs.  Yup, on the stove.  What I didn’t realize was, though we were done with dinner, Jenn wanted some tea.  So, she turns the stove on and WHAMO… our fun helicopter is turned into mush.

The exchange with Ryan went something like this:
Ryan: “Daddy, I smell something.”
Me: “Yeah, me too buddy.”
Ryan: “I smell burning”
Me: “Yeah.”
Jenn: “It’s me! I burned the helicopter”
Me: “What! Oh, man.”
Jenn: “Yeah, you left it on the stove and I turned the stove on to boil water and then went to check my email and .. ummm.”
Ryan: “You cooked my helicopter!  We need to go to the store!”
Me:” Yeah, it’s been cooked, we’ll have to go to the store.”
Ryan: “But, umm, Mommy cooked my helicopter!  You shouldn’t do that!”

He’s right.  We shouldn’t cook helicopters….. Happy Valentine’s Day to everyone….everyone but our helicopter…