P is for Park, Plane, PLAY!

Avery has been asking to fly his Spiderman airplane for a while, and on Saturday we finally did. After getting the grocery shopping done, with a promise to Avery that something fun would follow if he was a good helper, we took the deli sandwiches and fruit we bought to the park for some lunch. Avery was super excited to see that we had brought his plane along (that's right, we were super stealthy getting that one in the car without him seeing beforehand).

The boys anxiously await as Daddy primes the plane for another flight:
Unfortunately, by the time we finished our lunch, the wind had picked up a bit and that resulted in the plane being carried quite a ways off and up into this tree:
Here comes Daddy to the rescue with a borrowed football:
Carson says, "I dunno, do you really think he can hit it?"
Sure enough, hero Daddy saved the day:
"Good job Daddy, I knew you could do it, honest!" (I think Carson is actually growling here...)
And as we walk back to the car, I am again jolted when looking at Carson without his curls... It was quite sad the other day when Travis decided to point out that taking away his curls took all the baby away...