My little-est grandchild is Ava.
Ava has cried maybe twice in her entire 5-years. She is one of those children who accepts her restrictions but explores anything/anywhere not denied her.
In April of 2011 we took her to a 170 FLy-In at Brenham, TX where the airport has a 1950's style cafe, complete with bubbling juke-box and teen-aged, pony-tailed waitresses dressed in poodle-skirts, Bobbie-sox and penny-loafers.
You can see how Ava kept her eyes pressed to the rear window almost the entire flight....after much prodding from "Pop-Pop" (me) she finally turned around to face me so I could take her picture.
You can see our fellow 170-ers sitting around the table waiting for our hamburgers, chicken-fried steaks smothered in cream gravy, and milk shakes, etc.. (see how Frank is digging in his wallet while asking Becky if she brought any money?)
Jamie is reading a children's book to her as Ava waits for her chicken-nuggets and what Ava deliriously enjoyed what the cafe had re-named hush-puppies.... the menu called them "shut-up puppies".
Next to Jamie is one of our Members who owns a B-model. He is one of the maintenance techs at the largest importer of Toyotas, Gulf States Toyota. (They operate a G-5 in the Houston area which he maintains.)
Also present, sitting next to Becky Stephenson is a Member from Corpus Christi, TX with a highly-modified B-model. Next to him is another owner from the Rosenberg area. I'm sorry not to recall the names of these three newest participants in our fly-ins.
After a good-times lunch with friends, Ava is ready to board for the flight back home.
May there always be and Angel flying with you.