Our 6 year old grandson is in the Big Apple to visit us for a while. I flew to Atlanta to meet him and escort him back for his visit with us. This was his very first plane ride. Upon entering the aircraft I asked a man in a blue uniform if he was the pilot. He said yes. So I told Keary that this was the person who would drive the plane for us to fly to NYC. The pilot asked if Keary had flown before and I told him this was a maiden voyage. Keary was invited up into the cockpit. Here he is sitting in the pilot's seat.
The co-pilot spent at least 10 minutes patiently explaining how each of the pieces of equipment was used and how it helped to fly the plane safely.
He flew like a champ. Sat by a window and marveled at all he saw. The take off and landing were smooth. When we flew over New York he spotted the snow and became very excited. Once we were in the city and getting out of the taxi in front of our building he immediately began making snowballs. It was all I could do to get him in the building so I could bring up the bags! Next his grandpop was dragged out into the garden to have a snowball fight. This visit is going to be fun!
Just before he came I bought him a nice warm scarf, hat and mitten/glove things in preparation for the cold. After feeling the temperature he put them on without a single peep of complaint.
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