Trippin'

No, not as in falling down. We took a little trip recently (you may have noted the blogless week) to Florida. We brought the boys to see their grandparents (maternal), who live there. It was quite a journey for the little guys! They had flown with us there a year ago, but Nathan could not remember the flight, and Evan was in utero at the time. Leading up to the trip, Nathan was very excited about flying. Every morning for two weeks, he would wake up and say, "We're gonna go for a ride in a airplane today!" We would explain how many days were left and he would say, "Maybe tomorrow we're gonna ride in a airplane!" Finally, the day arrived. With one eye on Ernesto, we headed for the New Orleans International Airport. The trip began early in the morning in Uncle Brian's big Dodge Dually. At one point the conversation centered on Dodge trucks, and Nathan recalled on of his favorite commercial slogans, "Bigger in the deep south - Better in a Dodge!" Once we arrived at the Airport, we took a short ride on a parking lot shuttle. Finally, we boarded the airplane and Nathan was wide-eyed with excitement. "Push that button, Daddy!" (reading light) "What's that, Daddy?" (air vent) "Look at that big engine, Daddy!" As we lifted off of the ground, he said, "We need to make this airplane go faster!" Nathan enjoyed the airplane shaped crackers, peanuts, and sprite on the plane, and had a great time. Evan only fussed a little bit. They also got to ride on the airport tram in Orlando, a rental car shuttle, a mini-van, and daily golf-cart rides at Grandad and Grandma's house! Nathan was always wanting to go faster, and Evan kept leaning his head out into the wind like a puppy dog, (without quite as much slobber)!