Choo-Choo-Choo-Choo

As any normal little boy, the little man loves anything with an engine.

But, like his daddy, has a special affection for things that fly.

My husband is a pilot and flew as a hobby for many, many years. He even took my flying to see the sunset at Tuttle Creek Lake on our second date.

{Three years later I married him.}

However, since the arrival of the little man, my husband put his fun - but expensive - hobby on the back burner. But that hasn't stopped his love for flying.

Near our home is a small county airport. Daddy and the little man go out there from time to time to walk around and see the airplanes and choppers, visit with fellow pilots and enjoy some daddy-little man time.

Last weekend they ventured out to the airport to visit their beloved airplanes. But this time, they couldn't have picked a better afternoon for a visit.

As they walked around they came upon a local news helicopter. The airport is where all of the local news stations keep their helicopters. The little man is usually a draw for others at the airport. See, pilots love to talk about flying and their toys. And little man loves to talk to them about it, as well.

Such as the case last weekend. Only this time, as they stopped to chat with a fellow pilot near one of the news helicopters, he asked little man a simple question:

"Would you like to sit in it?"

With that, the man opened up the door and put little man right in the pilot's seat. By then another fellow pilot came by and quickly handed little man a pair of wings to put on his shirt. He was an official pilot.

{Fortunately, my husband had the forethought to whip out the camera on his cell phone.}

By then, little man was already pretending as if he was flying high in the clouds.

As they came home that afternoon, little man immediately ran to me with a big smile on his face. He pointed to his wings pin on his shirt.

"Mommy, I flew a chopper," he said. "Choo-choo-choo-choo." (aka helicopter noises)

I looked up at my husband, who followed behind the little man.

"We had a big fun" he said.

But he didn't need to explain any further. The smile on his face said it all.

I guess in some cases, boys really don't grow up.

And that makes me happy.