This weekend I had the joy of watching my boys experience one of my fondest memories growing up, flying in my Dad's (Papa's) airplane. They always love going to the airport and playing in the airplane. We wanted to wait until we were confident the boys would not be scared of the noise and were able to comprehend and communicate that they were ready to go up. And oh were they ready. They could not wait to take off. Nathan was so ready that he insisted that he could fly the plane himself with no help. I am not quite sure he realizes that if this plane crashes it does not reset like his Wii flights do. He must have asked Papa 30 times "how does the plane work Papa?" For their first flight they sat in the back with Daddy while I flew in the co pilot spot. Next time, Papa will probably let them take turns as co pilot.
Practicing for his solo flight.
Can you find some familiar faces?
In flight, and loving it! The headsets help him to talk to papa and allow him to listen to the tower. Which in case you are interested the tower is the first place Nathan said he wants to work when he gets big.
It was a successful flight of three touch and goes. Everyone is already planning a second trip.
Thanks Dad for another fun flight memory.
Practicing for his solo flight.
Can you find some familiar faces?
In flight, and loving it! The headsets help him to talk to papa and allow him to listen to the tower. Which in case you are interested the tower is the first place Nathan said he wants to work when he gets big.
It was a successful flight of three touch and goes. Everyone is already planning a second trip.
