Since June, Fordy has been begging to go to iFLY. As the minimum age is 3, we've told him to be patient. Yesterday, after 3 months of building anticipation, it was time to fly! Our flight group consisted of Krystal, Fordy and me along with two couples we didn't know. I wish everyone could see the reaction of the rest of the group when they found out that the reason for the assembled crowd outside was because Ford was going to fly! They couldn't get over how "cute he is" and yada, yada!
He had one great-grandma, one grandpa, two grandmas, one uncle and two aunts who showed up as spectators. Before the event, when asked what he thought about finally getting to do iFLY, he said, "I am a little nervous and a little excited," with very little emotion. I think everyone present would attest to it that he was nervous. From the time we got into the flight training room until about 20 minutes after it was all over, he was almost completely silent.
Look how adorable and how small he is!
Here we are with our flattering apparel.
One last practice before the real thing!
A proud dad looking on. The whole thing really is harder than it looks! A lot harder!
Here's a picture of the Mom flying well with her fellow flyers (Fordy and I) enthusiastically cheering her on!
