I just went into our room to give John something and in walks Drew, nonchalantly, declaring to the world that his chainsaw doesn't work.
"What, it's 10:00, you went to bed 2 hours ago!"
I tried to hold back the giggles as I walked out of the room and let Daddy handle things.
I'm not sure why this is so funny, probably because it was the last thing I expected!
Only our son would be upset that his plastic chainsaw didn't work!