The other night, the kids talked Hubby into playing trains with them. They had just seen Toy Story 3 and Little Mister in particular, had been impressed with the bombed-out bridge in the opening scenes of that film. I think he would have left the theater completely satisfied with just that opening five minutes of movie since it had a Broken Bridge with a train falling away into oblivion.
Hubby, in a patient evening of engineering skill, replicated the Broken Bridge with an accuracy and precision found only in guitar-playing computer programmers. Correct to the last wooden block, he then allowed his small son to bomb it, causing no end of
Curly Miss helped out the whole process by offering continuous advice, instruction and running commentary. The fact that she has never, ever built such a bridge or even seen one in real life has no bearing whatsoever on her ability to administrate the building of one in her bedroom.
This guy offered moral support while chewing on a building. I'm sure his inner male reveled in the destruction of said bridge with all of the thrill of boys through the ages who build bridges just to knock them down.
And now, I present the Destruction of the Broken Bridge, starring Little Mister. Voiceovers by Daddy and Curly. Directed by Daddy. Filmography by Daddy. ShakyCam courtesy of Daddy. Upload to YouTube by Mommy. Please remember us when it comes time for Oscar Nominations. Thanks.