Hopefully this is not a sign of what is to come...

We went flying while we were in SLC. Ben knew a guy who knew a guy that had an old SMALL plane that we could take flying. Max took a little snooze on the way down to the Provo airport where the SMALL plane was parked. When we walked out of the FBO to see the planes his eyes just lit up. There were so many! And they were so close!! He was so excited. He was a little stunned at first but then an airplane took off and he totally got the big picture. 'these are the one that I see flying in the sky!' At the little po-dunk airports everything is in close proximity that the plane taking off wasn't very far away. Then a helicopter came in to land. At one point he had both hands pointing at two different planes. He was obviously pulled in two directions and couldn't decide which one to watch.

We got to the SMALL plane and while Ben checked out the plane I let Max climb in the plane. His little mind was going a million miles an hour. He was all over the place. Touching the dials, pulling and turning the yoke so the flight controls would move up and down, opening and closing the door and windows. He was so excited he just kept signing airplane over and over. He would hold his hand up for extra emphasis too.

We started the plane, taxied out and took off and flew around for while. Max played musical laps with Ben and I. He would climb onto Ben's lap and fly the plane. Ben did zero g's (where you pitch the plane up and then pitch down so you get the feeling of being weightless) and Max was a little scared. That's when he came back to me, for the comfort hug. Then he would go back to Ben for more.