Wings Over Houston

We attended the Houston airshow, Wings Over Houston, yesterday. It was a first for me and the kids. Truth be told, I've never had much of an interest in going to an airshow. Chris has become friends with some of the guys from a company called Check 6 that does consulting work for Chris' company. They've been working together a lot lately in these training sessions Chris has been traveling all over for. We were invited to come out this weekend and hang out at the Check 6 tent. Most of the employees of this company are ex-pilots and one guy was a former Blue Angel.

I figured, why not? It was free, including parking. Um, yeah, we had VIP parking right behind the tents that were set up along the runway. We came in right behind either a military or government motorcade that was being escorted by police. So yeah, we were close.

How cute is he?

The weather was perfect. We had food and drinks under the tent and plenty of tables and chairs set up close to the action.

Not long after we got there, a reenactment of the attack on Pearl Harbor started. None of us were expecting the "bombs", especially Robert. The first one hit and he started screaming his poor little head off. Between the bombs, planes and gunshots, it was a little overwhelming. I quickly located the noise reducing headphones we brought and got them on him quick. It was like flipping a light switch. He immediately calmed down and enjoyed the rest of the day.

Here's Clara with her official Check 6 Capri Sun koozie. She is a lover of all things free, so we laughed when we spotted her sitting there with her koozie. I wasn't thrilled to see her drinking some water out of a Bud Light plastic cup. Not sure who gave her that. Hmmm, I hope it was water. She thoroughly enjoyed having free reign to go back and forth for drinks, chips and cookies all afternoon. We eventually had to cut her off.

The kids enjoyed waving to the pilots as they came back in after their shows.

I could get used to this VIP treatment. Seriously, have you ever seen a porta-potty with seasonal decor? And a flushing toilet? I was in heaven. That was the one thing I was dreading with a newly potty trained little one. I think I have a bit of a porta-potty phobia. Not this time though. Chris was like, "You took a picture of the bathroom?" and I was like, "You didn't?"

We went to walk around for a while and Clara needed to use the restroom. You better believe she and I opted to walk through the massive crowd all the way back to our little piece of heaven. She almost peed her pants, but it was worth it. (I think I may have passed on my phobia.)

I have lots more pictures but blogger is not uploading them. I'll try to add more later.