The first weekend in April (the 3rd) we decided to check out the Boeing Museum of Flight. (We recorded General Conference to watch later that evening.) It took us a while to find, since the GPS had us end up at some crazy place. We were in some back entrance that only authorized vehicles were supposed to be. Oops. We figured it out, though, and ventured in.

This place is huge. You don’t realize it, till you start realizing how big the planes are and how many they have in this room. We got there and Jameson hadn’t had a full nap so the first little while he was pretty grouchy. He loved looking at the planes, he just wouldn’t take any pictures.

(The first picture is of a Russian flight  suit.)

Jameson showed me what was on the F4 Phantom…

Checking out the SR71 Blackbird

Ella took me on a quick ride. Then decided to go off on her own.

They also had a kids area, which we should have just taken Jameson to in the beginning. He loved it. He got to see how to control a plane and fly a hot air balloon…

Jameson took me on a helicopter ride, and I was a little frightened.

(Yes, Jameson still has a black eye, but it’s getting better.)

Then we headed up to air traffic control. Jameson made sure the patterns looked good, and also checked on the trains going by.

Jameson made one last stop in space before it was time to go see some other planes.

We then headed into the WWII area with the serious planes.

Before we could leave, Ella needed to eat. So we headed back to the children’s area to keep Jameson occupied for the time being.

And don’t you love how everyone wants to give you advice or tell you what to do with your children. While I was changing Ella in the bathroom, a lady decided to give her two cents. As I was changing Ella’s clothes, because she decided to get it everywhere, the lady asked if she was breastfed. I told her yes, and then she decided to tell me how I need to keep it up till she’s two, because that’s what’s best for her. I just smiled, but as I had a screaming naked baby I was trying to clean up, I was thinking, “Really?” Was she really going to lecture me in the bathroom while my child is screaming, and she’s waiting to use the bathroom. Not the time or place. Thanks, though.

Anyway. We had a good time at the museum, and might have to take advantage of their free nights the first Thursday of every month.

Later that night, the Easter Bunny stopped by and left some treats for Jameson and Ella. I won’t lie, Ella’s basket was more for mom and dad.