For Christmas this year, my brother sent toys. Yes, he's forty-something. Yes, I'm fifty-something. Get past it, we're talking about feeding the inner child.
I'm just getting the hang of driving the little motorized car and having a gas teasing Charlie with it. Charlie's intrigued, but not sure what the right response is - should he get out of it's way? bite it? stomp it? ignore it? I don't know how long the car will survive the experience, but for the time being we're having a great time with it!
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