The other day, I was sitting at the kitchen table doing some work. My son was in the other room playing with his remote control helicopter. It didn't take him long to navigate to where I was. He maneuvered the helicopter into a position just above where I was sitting.
I bet you can't guess what happened. Yes. The downdraft from the helicopter caused my papers to fly off the table.
"Bubba!" I said. "Get that thing out of here!"
He laughed while I scrambled to get everything back in order. Once everything was in place, I took a deep breath and resumed my work.
Five minutes later, the boy was back. I anchored everything down, because I knew what was coming. Sure enough, Mister Annoying Pilot maneuvered his air craft above my work space. Without looking up, I reached and grabbed that thing right out of the sky.
I looked over at my boy. He was clearly in shock.
"Have you ever heard of King Kong?" I asked.
He nodded. "The giant ape that knocks airplanes out of the sky?"
"Yep," I said. "Guess what?"
He shrugged. "What?"
"I'm Mama Kong. And this helicopter is now out of commission!"