taking flight

Not me. Not yet. My nerves aren't ready.

Our nephew Matthew has been at Embry Riddle learning to be a pilot for one school year. In fact, he can officially pilot a small plane all by himself. It's hard for me to wrap my head around the fact that within 4 months or so he had his private pilot's license. Now he can fly a plane, with all of those buttons and switches and monitors ALL BY HIMSELF.

Yeah. I'm not ready. I did take a picture by the plane.

The girls as co-pilots.

All of these pictures were taken before take off. You can see Matthew in the background doing all his pre-flight stuff. He takes it very seriously. Everything was checked out and things were noted. I have no clue, but it all looked important.

Michael and his sister Angela. There's Matthew again.

Here's our crew. Michael's sister Angela, her husband Scott and Scott's sister Candy on the end. They flew down to visit and help Matthew move into his first apartment.

Michael, Angela and Candy flew. I was going to let Addison go, but she chickened out at the last minute. She's more and more like me everyday. Morgan wanted to go in her place, but I wasn't ready for that either.

And off they went. We watched them take off. Matthew even did a wing wave because he knew the girls were watching. While Matthew was surprising the three of them with a zero gravity move (and they all almost lost their lunch), we were back at the pool enjoying the sun. Much better on my nerves.