A few weeks ago, I had to fly on a Saturday. Thankfully, there was enough room to bring along one of my favorite little people, my daughter Madison. We ate PB&J's en-route to pick up our passengers and did countless "roller-coasters." Madison couldn't get enough of the negative and positive-G maneuvers. On the way home, I had to fly straight and level, and she quickly expressed her boredom with such flying. I can't wait to take her to an amusement park someday. She just needs to grow another foot or so before they will let her on the rides. Until then, there is always roller coasters to be enjoyed in daddy's airplane.
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