Fly Boy

It finally came.

It wasn't his first choice, but by the look on his face you'd never know.
For months he's been looking through magazines and websites, mowing grass and weeding the flower beds and finishing wood for a kitchen project and sealing the swingset and washing the vehicles.

And then the birthday cards came in the mail and his savings was finally enough.
So, he looked again for the hundredth time, and picked out a Euro-Fighter Typhoon fighter jet and we placed the order. It was the body only, and then there were still all the other needed parts- the transmitter, the battery and charger etc. We continued to "shop" but it seemed you couldn't get all the parts in one place and it was turning into a major headache. We finally found a site based down in the cities with a phone number. Hubby made a call to a very knowledgable and helpful salesman who told him that the plane we ordered was way out of the ballpark for a beginner. Thing is, these sites don't tell you whether the plane is best suited for a rookie or an advanced flyer. How were we to know?? After some friendly conversation, Hubby placed an order for a great 'beginner' plane that included everything needed to get it in the air.
It's not a fighter jet.
It's a Super Cub.
And a Super Cub is pretty exciting when you're eleven.

 It didn't take long to put it together.
Maybe we should read through the manual and watch the included dvd and call it a night. Tomorrow will be a great day for flying.
Not.

So it was a slow start. Josh was getting the "feel" for things.
While he practiced accelerating and turning his plane on the driveway, I continued to weed a flower bed.

Have you ever seen this before??

Me neither. But isn't he so cute?  Hubby made sure this little fella wouldn't be making another trip up a sunflower.

 And then, he was just as eager as Josh to get that plane in the air, so Josh let him have a go of it. And it went.

And then...

It crashed.

Nothing too serious.
 All of the excitement infused a greater confidence in this wanna-be flyer and he eagerly took the wheel. Or the remote.

A picture is worth a thousand words, isn't it??

We've got some sky...

And then again....

Crash. Across the road and in the woods.
 This new plane will be grounded for repairs.

But this boy who dreams of being a pilot someday went to bed tonight with a smile on his face and wings to his dreams.

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