Boundless energy, never at rest. Does she not realize that she got up at 3:15 a.m.? She does not. Everything is either interesting, or a source of polite impatience. "Flight attendant?" She asks as each one passes by, hoping to catch their ear to ask for a drink. "They will come when it is our turn." I reply. More than once. "How far away are they?" Inspecting the in flight menu and determining biscotti and Minute Maid Apple Juice is what she will get. "All flight attendants seem very nice" as the cart arrives. "What would you like peanut?" asks the solicitous Renee. "Dad, what would you do with a billion thousand dollars?" "That would be about 100 trillion" I reply. "I would give it to the poor and homeless and sick and keep a quarter of it for our selves. "We probably wouldn't need that much money." "Then one - sixth." "What are you doing dad?" "Keeping a log of our trip." Her face lights up with joy when she realizes herself in the description. "You are the best dad ever." Before launching into: "What does taxiing mean?" as she reviews every feature of the safety manual. I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Saturday, June 1, 2019
The Plane Flight West*
*My husband took our youngest out to Yellowstone. He wrote about it.
Boundless energy, never at rest. Does she not realize that she got up at 3:15 a.m.? She does not. Everything is either interesting, or a source of polite impatience. "Flight attendant?" She asks as each one passes by, hoping to catch their ear to ask for a drink. "They will come when it is our turn." I reply. More than once. "How far away are they?" Inspecting the in flight menu and determining biscotti and Minute Maid Apple Juice is what she will get. "All flight attendants seem very nice" as the cart arrives. "What would you like peanut?" asks the solicitous Renee. "Dad, what would you do with a billion thousand dollars?" "That would be about 100 trillion" I reply. "I would give it to the poor and homeless and sick and keep a quarter of it for our selves. "We probably wouldn't need that much money." "Then one - sixth." "What are you doing dad?" "Keeping a log of our trip." Her face lights up with joy when she realizes herself in the description. "You are the best dad ever." Before launching into: "What does taxiing mean?" as she reviews every feature of the safety manual. I wouldn't miss this for the world.
Boundless energy, never at rest. Does she not realize that she got up at 3:15 a.m.? She does not. Everything is either interesting, or a source of polite impatience. "Flight attendant?" She asks as each one passes by, hoping to catch their ear to ask for a drink. "They will come when it is our turn." I reply. More than once. "How far away are they?" Inspecting the in flight menu and determining biscotti and Minute Maid Apple Juice is what she will get. "All flight attendants seem very nice" as the cart arrives. "What would you like peanut?" asks the solicitous Renee. "Dad, what would you do with a billion thousand dollars?" "That would be about 100 trillion" I reply. "I would give it to the poor and homeless and sick and keep a quarter of it for our selves. "We probably wouldn't need that much money." "Then one - sixth." "What are you doing dad?" "Keeping a log of our trip." Her face lights up with joy when she realizes herself in the description. "You are the best dad ever." Before launching into: "What does taxiing mean?" as she reviews every feature of the safety manual. I wouldn't miss this for the world.
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