Andrews Air Show...what a blast!

We blew off our last day of Virginia preschool and ran off to the Andrews AFB air show. It's quite the drive despite *technically* only being 54.2 miles from mom and dad's house since we have to go through three major highway changes and it's on the periphery of DC.

We got there at 11 and lo and behold! we had to ride school buses to get to the show. Yay! We got there just in time to watch the A-10/F-22 demo, and then we ran around to seven different airplanes and helos so Connor could test them all out. Then we sat and snacked on blueberries, crackers and frozen lemonade while we watched the Thunderbirds. Connor was entranced; Timmy thought it was loud.

We had a hard moment when Connor thought he had located daddy on a KC-10. He ran up and hugged the daddy doppelganger's hand. The poor guy was a little taken aback to be hugged by a vibrating preschooler, but understood and gave Connor a hug when he learned daddy was in Iraq. We watched the biplane demo from the school bus. Connor would have stayed happily for a lot longer, but the Timmy patience meter was running low and we still had a long drive home -- not to mention rus hour starts at 3.

It took us twice as long to get home as it did to go because it's Friday, it's DC, and of course Friday afternoon rush hour is an awesome time to shut down lanes to repaint lane lines. But both boys could not have been sweeter, more patient or have had more fun. Connor kept Timmy giggling all the way home doing Thunderbird demo runs with his new toy jet. You know it was a successful trip when there's a two hour monologue from the back seat about "loud jets with red tails. Look mom stars on tail! And then it went whoosh! so fast. I saw it. One, two, three, four! Four airplanes!"

I'm glad we braved the traffic!