We attended the Air Show in celebration of the Air Force this weekend. Kevy, who's first dream in life was to be in the Air Force, was in heaven:
And so was I:
(Generally, I like to get a little more personal in photos - but I was too scared to touch them, they looked so tough in their jump suits. Clearly, for the photo they chose to drop the facade and smile...)
I told Kevy before we left, that I wanted a hamburger, a photo with a man in uniform and my own wings! Check, check and check! (Please note very small wings on shirt)
We had to wait in line behind a bunch of 7 year olds for this photo....So worth it.
Apparently making your own sound effects isn't the done thing at an air show, as I seemed to be the only person doing this.
The Opening Ceremony, made me actually want to be American (a strange feeling, considering I am American) There is just something about the National Anthem being sung while people jumped out of an airplane, very dramatic!
We had a great time, but Kevy has been rethinking his career choice ever since. The choice is clearly between whether I want to be the wife of a NFL Coach or a wife of Brigadier General...(FYI - I like to dream big.)
2 comments:
soooooooo cool. where was this?
Wow, Calvin and Noah have got to visit! Next time I'd like to see the picture of you guys standing in line with the seven year-olds :)
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