This afternoon we went to see the Blue Angels with Mike, Holeigh, and their family. I was worried that the kids would get bored and tired, but it turned out to be a good day. It was pretty warm, but a strong wind kept us from getting too hot. There were several short meltdowns, but nothing serious. Well, OK, dinner at Cracker Barrell after the show was pretty rough on me (and some of the other guests).
Caden got scared really good the first time a plane screamed overhead on a low fly-by, but he never cried. As the afternoon went on he got used to the noise, but seemed more content to hold our hands and sit in our lap than normal. The kids were only moderately interested in the planes, but seemed to have a good time walking around and taking in the sights and sounds and candy.
Going to the airshow brings back memories of growing up at Edwards Air Force Base in California. While my dad was stationed there we went to numerous air shows where we saw the space shuttle, SR-71, B-1, and other unique aircraft up close and personal. This show didn't have any of the planes I just mentioned, but I did get to see a B-52, one of the last planes my dad flew before retiring.
