We Wove Wally

EAA Airventure Museum Field Trip

Joe in the cockpit of a plane.
Joe the pilot.

Planes hanging from the museum ceiling.

One of the plane displays.

Ian and Joe took a class at the EAA Museum. They got a raw egg, aka an EGGstronaut. Their mission was to design and build a spaceship to hold the eggstronaut. The spaceship needed to be designed such that upon re-entry and landing, the eggstronaut remained intact and did not turn into an omelet. Joe and Ian succeeded in their mission. When their spaceship was dropped from a second-story balcony in the museum, their eggstronaut withstood re-entry and landing !! No cracks, no breaks. Hooray for Ian and Joe.

Mission Accomplished

Memorial Day

This past week Joe, Ian, and I had the privilege of meeting Victor Bast, a World War II fighter pilot.

For over an hour we were transported back in time. We were flying high with Victor reliving his missions as a fighter pilot. We were shooting down Germans and being shot at. We were scared and we were exhilarated. We sat on the edge of our seats listening to the horrific tales of war. We sat quietly and let tears roll down our cheeks listening to the man of 85 years tell with a tremble in his voice, what it was like to take another man's life on Christmas Eve. We laughed at the antics of fighter pilots. We listened how Victor spoke with love and pride of the

UNITED STATES OF AMERICA

What a privilege and honor to shake his hand and say

THANK YOU.

Joe, Victor Bast, Ian
God Bless You

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In Flanders Fields

By: Lieutenant Colonel John McCrae, MD (1872-1918) Canadian Army

IN FLANDERS FIELDS

The poppies blow

Between the crosses row on row,

That mark our place;

And in the sky the larks still bravely singing,

fly scarce heard amid the guns below.
We are the dead.

Short days ago we lived,

Felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved and were loved,

And now we lie

In Flanders Fields.
Take up our quarrel with the foe:

To you from failing hands we throw

The torch; be yours to hold it high.

If ye break faith with us who die

We shall not sleep,

Though poppies grow

In Flanders Fields.

Horicon Marsh Fieldtrip

We went on a field trip with Joe's school today. We took a pontoon tour of the marsh. Absolutely beautiful weather. Afterwards we had a picnic at a local park.

Joe by an old cannon at a park in Horicon

Joe being weird with a fruit roll-up. He was saying he was so thirsty his tongue was hanging out.

Weed-Eater Dead x 2

My cousin Jane is having a problem keeping weed-eaters alive. Last year she killed one weed-eater. This year ... she killed another! You might be wondering what the heck kind of lawn this girl has that kills weed-eaters so fast. A hay field? nope. A huge yard? nope. Just one tiny spot of grass in her backyard. And I mean tiny. Lots of plants and trees and beatiful flowers and herbs. But, not much grass. So is it just bad luck with weed-eaters or does Jane just not know how to use one. Know what kind of weed-eater I think Jane needs ?!?!?

~A GOAT~

Love You S0 Much, Jane :)

Take Me Out to the Ballgame

Sunday night began the season of Discovery League Baseball. It's a baseball experience. Everyone plays. Wheelchairs, crutches, autism, Down Syndrome, etc. The rules are simple, there are no rules. They pitch until you hit. You can use a tee. Everyone runs the bases and gets a home run. Innings? what are those. Strikes? never heard of them. Outs? not in this game. Awesome experience.

Ian Batter Up

Joe warming up with Ian

Great catch, Ian!

Mother's Day/Birthdays

Here are a few pics from Mother's Day celebration and May birthdays at the boys' grandma and grandpa's house. We had a taco feed and birthday cake. Yummm.

Cousin Kirstie
Cousin Kayla, Cousin Chandra, and Cousin Kayla's BF Jake

Auntie Angie

(sorry, Ang, I had to use the one with your tongue sticking out)

Cousin Nathaniel, Cousin Lexi, Grandma Sandy