His appetite for airplanes was fully satisfied with the rows of old American airplanes on display at the base. There were planes from WWII and Vietnam, along with some from more recent decades, like the F-16. Here is one pic where the boys paused long enough on their dash between planes for us to snap a quick pic.
They love each other.
This SR-71 was Brian's favorite...
My Dad told us a story about when he was in training and they took his team up on a mid-air re-fueling mission. The SR-71 was a fairly new plane, able to actually enter space and reach incredible speeds. Dad said they viewed the re-fueling take place underneathe them. As he watched, he suddenly went from seeing the plane to not seeing it at all. It was as if it simply went invisible, it was so fast.
Some days, I feel like that when I'm watching my boys in a public place. One minute they're there...the next, they're not. They are mini SR-71s.
As for Mom and me, we really related to the woman onboard this plane.
Being so versatile and all.
Anyhoo, after laying out Tyler's future, we then turned to Noah and asked what he wants to be when he grows up. With visions of NBA contracts, MD diplomas or maybe teaching certificates dancing in our heads, we eagerly anticipated his answer.
His answer?
A bowler.
And like any good professional athlete, he's already got his celebration dance worked out.
It seems he's got the turkey part of bowling down pat.
It's also clear he's got a long way to go to achieve his dream of the PBA, 'cause his genetics won't be any help at all...
And aside from our future family pics looking like this:
...complete with chest hair, I'll be giving up this dream, but so long as our boys are happy, living out their God given gifts and taking care of their families, we'll be proud of them.
And of these new kicks I'll be sporting...
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Hilarious pictures...cute kids. ok, i'm going to go watch Top Gun now...
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