Air show

We went to an air show last weekend—the first that I've ever been to.  It was a lot of fun for the little kids—Samuel and Emily actually got to "ride" in a military helicopter.  Of course, a non-stationary helicopter is more fun, but that's okay.  They didn't mind too much.

Rose, who's been interested in aviation over the past year or two, was very excited to see the Thunderbirds.   

One of my own favorite parts were the parachuters: 

Some of the planes made me want to learn how to fly myself!

So that was the trip to the air show... I would definitely go again if I could!  I never thought about the amazing maneuvers that pilots can do when they become good! 

Samuel

This is my four-year-old brother Samuel.  The sticker on the forehead is temporary.  So is the spiked hair.

Sam's one of the orderly kids in the house—my mom was so excited when he actually wanted to clean his room for the first time, or make sure that the napkins and forks are placed just right on the table.  He's the oldest boy in the house, and despite the spoiling he's gotten from his four older sisters, he's good at playing crash the car with Isaiah.

This is Samuel's "Baby Tractor" (a kid's John Deere Gator).  Sam's so fond of the thing that it's been replaced once when the old one (a hand-me-down from friends) broke down from the constant use.  Seeing Samuel outside in the summer without Baby Tractor is pretty close to seeing a pig fly.

  Samuel's a sweet little boy, a favorite among his family and friends.  One of his many talents is helping people out—something I'm sure he'll be known for a long time!