My Fly Guy

Joshua doesn't get nearly the air time on this little blog that he deserves.  In fact, I'm not sure he's ever been highlighted other than birthday time or anniversary time.  Seeing as how we are well past the six year anniversary of this family blog, I do believe it's high time to right that tragedy.

I'm gonna tell you a little something about my sweetheart; he's one of those dedicated life-long learner types.  In a lot of ways.  I find it hard to come up with a topic that he can't talk intelligibly about, though I'll admit that my time for searching out such a subject is somewhat limited.

Plus, his brain is just more organized than mine.  He's a reader and a rememberer.  I'm a reader and a forgetter.  He's curious and seeks out, I'm curious and sidetracked.

Right about now, I'd say you're noticing who the solid one in this relationship is and who flies by the seat of her pants.  It works ridiculously well for us.

Speaking of flying, he's now studying this subject.  And I don't mean by the seat of his pants.  I mean with a headset and an airplane that I know much less about than our newly minted eight year old son.  Yup.  Joshua's been learning to fly!  He started a few months ago, studying hard and thrilled over taxiing, and now he has a nifty plaque his instructor gave him for completing his first solo flight.

It's pretty nifty stuff, I tell you.  I love to greet him with a hug when he comes home from a flying day.  I can practically feel the excitement pouring from him!  His eyes are bright and his grin is big and he always has stories to tell of the day's adventures.

I look very much forward to the day when I can go on a plane ride with him at the controls.  I kind of can't wait to see him strut his stuff!