It's a bird! It's a plane!
It's Super...Oh, ok. So it is a just a bird and a plane. Nothing superhuman about our Thanksgiving. Just lots of turkey eating and plane flying.
Did I go up in the plane, you ask. Are you kidding me?? You won't get me up in one of those flying death machines. That's what kids are for. So I can experience these things vicariously. (I kid, I kid. The plane was perfectly safe. I'm just a big, fat chicken. Or was it a turkey?)
This is the point that I had to go back inside. I couldn't watch knowing I had kids up there. Not to mention the fact that it was cold and windy and I'm a wimp.
This is the point that I had to go back inside. I couldn't watch knowing I had kids up there. Not to mention the fact that it was cold and windy and I'm a wimp.
Look at that cotton field! Can we say major allergies?
Despite the fact that I don't like to fly in little puddle jumpers, the view is pretty awesome.
I think that might be a lake. Let's just say if that's a pond, they were flying way too close to the ground.
And here they are back safely. And aren't they cute? The two girls had just met the day before, but by the end of the flight, they were BFFs. Near death experiences are funny that way.
Did y'all do anything out of the ordinary for Thanksgiving?
2 comments:
Great pictures and the girls are just wonderful!! Nothing eventful at Thanksgiving. I am just glad no family explosions took place. Not that I really expected on but you just never know...
Have a great weekend!!
I've only flown a handful of times but the first time I experienced flying was in a little plane like this. I thought all of the farmland looked like a great big quilt. ;0)
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