What a special day!
Leif has been taking flying lessons for about 6 months or so and is very close to having his pilot's license. He told Thor about three days ago that they would go flying together this weekend.
{Three days for a four year old is a very long time!}
Needless to say, he has been talking about it very excitedly nonstop. I'm not sure I can put a number on the question, "How many more days until I get to fly a plane?"
So when I went in his room in the morning to wake him up, he got a great smile on his face. "Why do I need to get up?" he asks with a grin. "I'm not sure." I say. "I can't remember... what is going on today...?"
"I GET TO FLY A PLANE!" he squeals and leaps out of bed. "I'm ready to go fly a plane!"
Here is a photo I snapped as they drove off at 7:40 am.
Before he got in the pickup, I knelt down and gave a quick pep talk to him. "Now, if the plane stalls out, push-- don't pull." He nodded his head. "Don't fly into any weather." Nods his head again. Then I turned to Leif. "If you crash this plane, I will kill you!" I think he just rolled his eyes and laughed. I'm glad he is confident!
It turns out they didn't do any stalls, spins, dives, or crash the plane. They just flew to Garrison for a fly-in breakfast event held by the local firefighters as a fund raiser. It was a nice, smooth flight and Thor had a blast!
When he got home we gave him his Father's Day card.
Leif noticed that I left myself out of the plane. Hmmm... it really was unintentional.
We had a really sweet day, full of happy kids and good daddies. My Dad gave the kids rides in the semi, the old international, and the VW Bug. They rode around on various bikes, four-wheelers, golf-carts, and power-wheels.
Thor rattled off all the things he got to ride around on. And then he said matter-of-factly, "It is my day today."
I'd say it was a pretty great day for all of us!