Sunday Stuff Part 1

Well, it was a rough night without mom. My stomach had a "disagreement" with something I ate, and I didn't get to sleep until after midnight. About 45 minutes after that, Marco woke up screaming. He came to bed with me, but tossed and turned all night long disrupting my sleep. I woke up fairly groggy. What should we do? I opened it up for a vote. Church, or the RC Flying field. Jesus, forgave us I believe, because we had fun and didn't tear anything up.

Dad's P-51 Takes Flight

After nearlly 2 years, Dad's P-51 flew again. He was here the last time I flew it, and the plane just wasn't right - it was very wild to fly, not very stable. I called him on Saturday and he suggested I add some nose weight. THAT'S IT! It flew perfect. What a nice airplane. Nothing like straffing the runway at full throttle, gear up, into a high climbing turn out. NICE! I took all the kids, and our neighbor Alex. They had a great time. Marco was a terror as usual. God love this little boy - he makes us all laugh.