My Josh turned 7--and he's been SO excited about it (Poor kid--first day of school and it's your birthday. That's got to stink!) When we've been asking him what he wanted, he's listed things like "an Android phone" (good luck on that one), a million dollars, 36 video games, and a go-kart. However, he's always listed a remote control helicopter as well. OK--we could do the remote control helicopter (we sure weren't doing the million dollars).

He opened it, started it up, and started the hovering process. I've neglected to inform you of the birthday cake that was sitting right in front of him, in its double decker glory. I've also neglected to let you know that I was sitting to the side of the cake, where the reflected trajectory of frosting and cake "could" splatter if the helicopter was to stop hovering.

It did. Josh DIDN'T stop the blades from rotating either. Neither the cake nor I looked fabulous after that.