We went to the air show in Ft. Worth this afternoon to watch the Thunderbirds perform. Midway through the performance, Amber had to go make use of the porta-potty. 4 of the planes were doing this beautiful twisting/climbing/turning maneuver directly in front of us, when the 2 other sneaky planes came from behind and flew right over us with their afterburners glowing. It was cool and loud and made my hair stand up, but I instantly thought Bryson would be scared so I bent down to check on him. He locked eyes with me and had a big grin on his face, he loved it too!
There were quite a few killing machines to see. Here is an Apache.
The warthog. I want to give Betty a paint job like this.
American Airlines had one of their new Boeing 777s there. It is big.
Bryson likes planes!
I didn’t read anything about the tears you shed b/c Amber left you with Bryson while she relieved herself. It’s time for you to man-up, baby! Leave amber at home next time.