This weekend Shane came to visit. We love to have visitors. We love Shane. Great combination.
For Lucas' birthday, Shane dug out an old model rocket that Lucas had when he was a kid and Shane rebuilt it for him. Naturally then, we HAD to go launch rockets yesterday. The park nearby has a ball field next to an empty corn field. Lots of wide open space. Perfect... we hoped. Worth a try.
Turns out, it turned out perfectly!
Plus the kids caught 2 toads that they took with them in the old bug barn.
They played with them for a while, then walked them over to the creek and set them free.
So here's Lucas' old childhood rocket birthday present...
We also launched an old space ship... very fun.
One of our fondest memories revolves around the spaceship actually. On one of its launches, it got caught in the wind and took a turn, straight back for us. It landed right where Lucas had been standing... until he ran for his life and trampled me in the process *lol*. Good stuff right there! We laughed and laughed - I don't know what made me laugh harder, seeing Lucas back pedal for his life or me rolling on the ground holding my bum crying "My butt!" in the midst of all the laughing. Good times. Good times.
We had another little mishap with Lucas' rocket as well. It launched and then took a hard turn, flew WAY over our heads, behind us, over the ball field, over the creek, and into the more populated area of the park. Thankfully it didn't land on anyone...or anyone's cars. Close, though. Where we finally found it was only about 20 yards away from a parked car. Yikes.
And Shane launched his monster of a rocket.
Of all of the rockets, this one launched the best. Straight up... way up... and right back down, almost perfection.