The Big Boy Got a New Toy!

It was a long time coming. The process started when my dad bought one and took us out to watch him fly it, but he chickened out (actually it had been too windy that day). Sometime later, we were at the park where there were a group of them flying around (how fun it looked). Really, I guess I'm surprised it took as long as it did. After much thought and one too many drives past Hobby Hut, my husband decided to get a remote control airplane for "us". (now he and my dad can play Red Barron)
The boys were very excited as it came out of the box. Matthew ran and got his tools to help with the assembly. With everyone huddled around the table, Sherman put the plane together. While the batteries charged they watched the instructional video and read the manual (I know. Weird huh?). Then we were ready to head for the park.



All was going well...



...Until...



We took the plane home for some serious repairs which were, easily enough, fixed with packing tape. (even though the fuselage broke in half)



No worse for the wear, we headed back to the park for another try. As we were getting ready for take off our Giver of Useful, Yet Obvious Advice said, "Dad, maybe you should land on the wheels this time", while thinking to himself, "You should have thought of that. You dumby!" (who could that have been?- Matthew)



Well, he almost took that advice.

I love the disgust in Shermie's voice right at the end there. The repairs this time will be easier to fix. Mainly it just needs a new propeller, but that was enough for today.