This is an actual request Roan made, in not so many words (“Mama fix arm. Broken.”). And it’s becoming a regular request, as a result of watching Toy Story (recall the scene where the space ranger, on the verge of an identity crisis, falls down a stairway, and – in witness to his plastic arm popping off as he hits the floor – finally concedes to himself he is only a toy and not the real Buzz Lightyear). After I “fix” Roan’s arm, he then opens the imaginary fliptop lid on his forearm, (only to realize it’s just a sticker, and not a direct link to star command, ala Buzz).
BTW, our camera is broken!!! AHHHH! That’s why you’re getting only text.
Raising Roan 