I broke the mustang!

Dan got Caiden a little model airplane a few weeks ago. A P-51 Mustang. Right away Caiden (accidentally) broke of 2/3 of the propellor blades. Yesterday he broke off part of the tail. He asked me to fix it, and I gave him the usual "we need Dad for that" speech. As Dan was due home any minute, Caiden went to wait for him by the window. He stood there waiting for Dad, yelling out the window about the broken Mustang and needing glue and whatnot. I got the camera out and caught a minute of it:

And also caught him showing Dan the issue through the window... when Dan was pulling in the driveway.