Mom and Dad went sykdiving on Sunday. It was dad's 40th birthday present from back in September, and they happened to schedule it on their 17th wedding anniversary. FYI -- if something happened to them, we would end up with Aunt Tiff. Dad said we'd have to teach her cats how no to hide whenever someone came over to visit. Fortunately, it didn't some to that, but there was a plan.
Here are Mom and Dad in the plane on the way up to 14,000 feet. They look pretty happy for people who are about to jump out of a plane.
This is Mom during her free fall. They go 120 mph during the fall, although they said it feels more like you are flying.
And here is Dad during his free fall. They are nuts, because they are already planning their next jump. But they said it was so much fun, they can't wait to do it again.
I really like to be in high spots, but the top of the stairs or the top of the cabinets will suffice for me. But I'm glad Mom and Dad had fun. And to answer what most people say to Mom: no, she was not scared, and yes, her jump partner was really good looking.