The Roar of the Engines and Other Little Pleasures

This past weekend we had a real treat: we met my parents, brother, sister-in-law and nephew at Gravelly Point to watch the planes take off and land.

I always forget how overwhelming, and more likely, terrifying the whole Gravelly Point experience is to little ones. Out of the blue, a plane is roaring overhead and adults are gesticulating like mad. Add to this a bright sunny day, crowds of people, car noises from a busy highway and an overzealous Uncle Ben and you've got an anxiety inducing experience.

So rightfully, G was a little overwhelmed at first. As the planes flew by, he gave a look of genuine concern for those flying above us.

It's also true that kids are amazingly adaptable. In no time, we were 'playing soccer,' waving at planes overhead and having a great time. We even hit up the ice cream truck for a tasty nosh (thanks Dad!).

We're not all vaccinated and we were in a public space, so were still masked up. But in many respects, the day felt delightfully normal. Man I miss normal.