Plane Pull for Charity

Early Sunday morning I dragged the kids and my friend Danny out to the airport so I could pull a plane with my co-workers for charity and it was a blast.  Well, I loved it...  the kids, eh.  Danny, eh.  But one day, one day my kids will say mommy pulled a 737 plane!

 The hardest part was the heat.  No, maybe the hour and a half wait to finish registering (in the heat).  Or maybe it was just the heat.  At one point I think I heard the announcer say that the temperature on the tarmac had reached 100 degrees... I may have been delirious though.  Thankfully, the organizers had plenty of (free) water on hand and some company was giving away power drinks of some sort... 

My only regret was not getting a picture of Corey (and about 100 people) getting the sprayed by the firetrucks!  Yes, it was that hot and I was out in the middle of it trying not to get to wet but...  I got soaked right before we were suppose to pull the plane for the second time.  I quickly changed my (white) soaked t-shirt and was off to pull the plane. 

We did not win, we actually did not even place but it was still a lot of fun.  According to the PD some bar flies and muscle head won.  Still worth it.

 

This is Corey being patient.

 This is Rowan being super good.  Never cried, not once!

 The pulling of the plane.

You have to do it twice?

More photos on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=2066151&id=1150984248&l=bb6da4e12b