While Sarah and I were being domestic (more on that later), Porter’s grandparents took him for the ride of his life. They went to the Napa Airport where Porter went up in an open cockpit bi-plane! He apparently was thrilled and not scared at all. He did duck down out of the wind, but then popped his head up to see the sights throughout the twenty minutes they circled Napa. Our own little red baron.
The red biplane.
Porter and Grandpa in the plane’s cockpit.