Star Light, Star Bright...

I just didn't have anything to say yesterday, that's all. :)

Tonight I had a night flight, so as I was driving out to the airport I had my interior lights dimmed pretty far down and I was trying to avoid the headlights of other cars in order to get my vision more accustomed to darkness. The only problem was that cars would come right up behind me, and I'm hunched over my steering wheel trying to avoid them in my rear view and side mirrors. It had to look funny. It was a little chilly on the ground, but once we got in the air the heater kicked in, and it was a nice evening for a flight. It was the student's first time in an airplane at night, and the reaction is always pretty fun. A lot of quiet, more than one "this is really beautiful", and of course the inevitable "whoa, this is different" when it comes time to land. I actually do like flying at night as far as the view is concerned. The moon and stars, the colored lights on the ground, it's all very pretty, and other airplanes are super easy to spot. I kind of prefer having two engines, but as Steve has recently reminded me, I am spoiled. ;)

On the way home from school, Kaylee said "Mommy, something bad happened." I said "what happened??" She wailed "Cinderella isn't real!" She had done a bibliography on Pocahontas, who of course was a real person and not just a Disney movie. At the end, she had to write who else she wanted to read more about, and she wrote "Cinderella". Her teacher came around and said "Cinderella?? You have to do it on a real person. Cinderella isn't real!" Kaylee was horrified. So we had a long talk about Cinderella and the existence of many other things including herself (kind of deep for a kid her age, actually), and then I thought, well, Pocahontas is real, Cinderella is not, so I wanted to make sure she knew the rest of the Disney princesses were like Cinderella too and not based off of a real person. She was sad enough about that to have real tears for a little while, but then she's seemed fine ever since. I hate being the magic-buster. She then said "at least I can still wish on a star." I just hugged her and told her I loved her. After all, I've been known to wish on a star or two myself.