Me: "What for?"
Andrew: "When Daddy gets home he is going to make me a new paper jet."
Me: " I can make you one."
Andrew: "No, just Daddy can make paper jets."
My response to this was to turn to Google. Ten minutes later I had made him the "coolest" paper jet ever. Shortly there after we went to pick up Anne from school. Andrew was flying his plane around. One mom asked me where I got it. One dad told me that it was a sweet plane. So Andrew....mommy can make paper jets too.