The boys love flying with Daddy. Clark says Up, Up, UP! Poor Jason's arms get so tired, he has to toss them over and over and over.
I think it is funny when it was Harry's turn. He was too busy eating a stick to even care that he was flying through the air.
I love these nights, playing outside in the warm night air. Looking at the stars, chasing the cat (Gary), talking and sharing our day. Nothing beats the love of a family.