Father's Day, 2006

I'm still in Muncie.  Will leave for home tomorrow afternoon.

For Father's Day, we "let" Nathan sleep in until noon.  Then the children piled in on him to wish him a Happy Father's Day.  Robin had a card that she had decorated for him; Ryan had a hand print and foot print on a sheet with a poem that he had made in school.  Meg and I gave him an iPod, which apparently was a hit because he has been glued to it all day!

Sometime just afternoon, in spite of threatening clouds, we heard and saw the planes from the air show beginning their routines.  I had heard that a B-2 Stealth Bomber was slated for a flyover yesterday, but we didn't see it, so I assumed we had either missed it or it had been waved off.  Standing in the garage, I suddenly heard a LOUD aircraft, so jumped into the back yard in time to see the boomerang-shaped bomber fly directly over Meg's house.  I screamed, "The bomber!  The bomber!  Come look!"  Ryan stepped into the doorway from the garage to the back yard and was so frightened by the huge noise that the plane made, he gave a startled response and began to take several steps backward, but his father was right behind him and scooped him up in his arms to see it.  I'm not sure if he did, but Nate did...and Megan had managed to see it from the front yard.  I don't think Robin ever did, although I know she heard it.  I'm not an aircraft buff, but it still thrills me to see something like that overhead.  I hoped it would turn around and fly back from the direction it came so I could get a second look, but it didn't.  I've seen B-2s before, but it is sufficiently rare to see such a sight that it made my day to see this one!

The children and Meg and I went shopping and spent the rest of the day trying to keep the lid on with the children.  It's a full time job!