Yesterday, I think Bobby may have experienced the happiest day of his life so far. At 14 months old, he is absolutely obsessed with planes, pointing up to the sky, waving and shouting 'Pa..!' every time he sees or even hears a plane. He has even started to do this in the house if we have a window open and he hears one fly over. As we live near a small airport this tends to happen quite a lot. We can't even utter the 'p-word' anymore for fear of repercussions if it is not possible to take him outside to see. As I wasn't feeling well with my thyroid today, Mike took the day off to help look after Bobby and as we had been meaning to do it for a while, we thought we would take him to the Manchester Airport Observation Centre, giving me a chance to have a sit in the fresh air while Bobby shouted and pointed at planes. He was not disappointed.
As soon as we got to the airport one of us made the mistake of uttering the p-word and he immediately sat up and started shouting 'Pa! Pa!', desperate to get out of his car seat.
When we first got to the viewing area we could only see planes landing, so moved to the far end of the fence where there were picnic tables and a play area. From here we could also see the planes shooting down the runway and taking off. We thought that he might have enjoyed this more, but it turned out that he preferred to watch the planes that landed, as they would turn around at the end of the runway and come very close as they cruised into the terminal. The closer the were the more he enjoyed it. To begin with he seemed very excited; going red in the face, shouting and waving at the planes. But he calmed down soon and just settled on shouting, pointing and waving.
I was worried that he wouldn't like all the noise from the planes, especially those that were taking off, but it didn't seem to bother him at all.
All of the shouting and waving must have tired him out as he slept for the whole journey back. I wanted to say that the fresh air probably tired him out, but I doubt that this would be the case near an airport of all places.
He seemed to love and I'm sure we will be taking him back soon, along with a picnic probably. What is your favourite thing to do with a plane-mad child? I would love some suggestions. :)