I took Andy flying for the fist time today. I told Cindi that we might do it but I don’t think she believed me. He didn’t require any convincing so it was time to go.

We flew around Stone Mountain and back. On the way back he wanted to do some steep turns so we did a few until I heard LZU’s tower trying to identify an aircraft that was not talking to them in their airspace. I stopped paying attention to Andy while listening and when I turned back he was kind of greenish-grey. We flew back gingerly with him holding a stolen Delta sick sack the whole way. He made it without soiling the Diamond. Next time we’ll take it a bit easier on the turns and I’ll bring a booster seat so he can see more.