Wings of Freedom - Quick-E Field Trip
A few days ago eBoy and his beach buddies got to go see the WWII planes at the local executive airport. He was totally stoked since he’s been hyper-focused on WWII all summer long. We’ve watched an incredible History Channel series, and he’s been reading books and going online to learn as much as possible.
The boys had the chance to wander through a B-17 and a B-24. Both are fitted out with a lot of original equipment and accessories. One of the planes is used for chartered flights so that you can have an amazing flight experience. I could barely walk through some of the oh so tight spaces. Beach dad and I hung out while the boys did loop after loop through the planes finding something new each time.
There were all sorts of souvenirs for purchase, of which eBoy said he wanted none. I bought him one of the 50mm bullets while he wasn’t looking. Now he has it in his room next to his Mega Bloks WWII Call of Duty set we built earlier this summer.
Total cool boy stuff.
We wrapped up a fun day at Six Flags with super splashy-wet rapids ride (with super hilarious commentary by an older rider that was screaming her weave off), sky ride, roller coaster in the dark situation, go-carts!, and a trip to one of the arcades (I snagged the little Halloween ducky with one of those crane thingies).
Dare I say, we ALL had a good fun time. Thankfully eBoy and I have the same ride intensity level tolerance—which will likely change as he gets older and returns to the park with his many friends and their families, cough, cough.
I was wondering if I was going to make it through parenthood without ever visiting an amusement park. (hoping it wouldn’t be necessary)
So here we are at Six Flags. Miss and a school girlfriend eBoy and me. Pre-summer the girls school trip was cancelled due to weather. So here we are in the last week of summer. It’s a perfect day—not hot, not cool with a mild breeze.
eBoy had his very FIRST roller coaster ride. I’m a little thrilled to still be having cute firsts with the boy. We warmed up with the carousel and the Ferris wheel. Dropped our stomachs at the paratrooper parachute. The classic log ride soaked us. Now a little lunch break and on to more rides!
The Hampton Classic
This week Miss and Big Dog would have been at their first Hampton Classic show. Unfortunately what happened is this: Sunday night as we were sitting down to dinner we got a call that something seemed off about Zeus (Carpe Diem). Off enough that the vet should be called. The vet came and deemed him okay after a long bit of observation and some field testing. A few hours later we got another call that now he seemed worse and we called the vet back. After further observation and testing it was looking like a bad case of colic and that he should be brought to the clinic immediately. Thankfully the barn was able to trailer him over right away.
We were up all night with worry that we might get the kind of call that you don’t want to get when this kind of thing happens. Zeus had to have an impaction removed and fortunately the vets were able to do it without surgery. Complicated work.
By Monday mid-morning it was clear that he was going to recover. He’s “bright” again and very hungry — good signs. We visited him yesterday and Miss was delighted and relieved to see him doing so well. He’s due to be released today and return to the barn and his normal routine.
The Hampton Classic will just have to wait another year for all this glamour and elegance!
The Greatest Story Ever Told
Summer brings our family a completely different living situation. We move to the Sun Shack to work and play with sand between our toes and salt water on our skin. The pace is mellow and undirected. We have made some wonderful new friends over the years in this little beach town. Last night we finally had the chance to see one of the most charming local traditions.
Our town started out as a religious camp in the 1860’s. Many of the people of the town have a connection with the church, many do not, but, so far all we have met have been warm and welcoming to our family. There is grab-bag of high-end and low, of crazy and crazier. On one block you’ll find eroding cars from the 1970’s parked nose to tail with this year’s latest Mercedes and Rovers. Homes range from pristine renovations to literal shacks held together with carpet tacks and a good strong prayer. It’s been described as a mix of Key West, Provincetown, Cape May, Seaside and Overbrook.
Every August the OGCMA puts on a beach pageant about the birth of Jesus. We never knew that Beach Mom, Beach Dad and Beach Kids were all in the presentation! We’ve been sharing our little section of paradise with the Beach Family for years. The boys play and hang out every single day we are on the beach. eBoy is the youngest of the group, and he’s the official mascot. If we come down later than the rest he’s always greeted with rousing chants of his name!
The Greatest Story Every Told is the one you already know and have heard a thousand times. But did you know that when Beach Dad plays one of the wise men (along with two other wise men and six boys playing both ends of three camels) that the wise men and camels wander back and forth along the beach during the first two-thirds of the procession? Apparently the wise men found yesterday’s waves and surfers too cool to not check out. Also, did you know that some of the angels wear glasses and one has a broken arm? Finally, during a pivotal scene, did you know four healthy young surfers also make their way from the sea to Bethlehem? I missed so much in bible study.
It was a lovely evening with perfect weather and we got to see a bunch of the locals afterward. For me, religiosity aside, it was a moment when I realized that we have really become part of this quirky community.