What an amazing memory made yesterday: Dave called to say he had an “open” sim and would I like to come and “fly” the osprey. OF COURSE!! I’ve been whining that he hadn’t gotten me into the sim practically since he checked in to the squadron. Obviously, the little man would have to come along but we figured he’d be so intrigued he’d behave fine. T loved it! I’m surprised he didn’t get motion sick because for him to feel like he was “flying” he needed to see constant movement which meant a lot of swaying, boat-like movements. Add in a few “barrel rolls” and he was in heaven! 
I *shockingly* landed once and did a “fly by” once. I also have new appreciation for my husband’s job. As cool as it is, it’s also, just a tad stressful. But just a tad. 😉
Team Thiessen 