Usually, we go somewhere and visit people on Spring break. This year, we decided to do a staycation and see if we could save some money to go on a big vacation all together next year. We still did fun things, we just stayed within 2 hours of home. The first two days, Jer and I both had work, so the kids had two free days of reading, computers, tv and friends. Wed we drove up to Ogden to do indoor skydiving. They did awesome! It takes a lot more core strength than we knew about, so everyone was pretty sore. Seth and Sam especially loved it. Evelyn didn't like it. She said she didn't like not being in control of her body, and she's super flexible so the wind tunnel just folded her in half backwards.
We were joking that this is what she looked like in the wind tunnel.
Happy smiles when they were all done.
I love this adventurous and happy man.
Seth LOVED this one. They had to turn the fan down for him so that he wouldn't fly away, but he sure loved it. The instructor basically held him by his foot and would walk him around like he had him on a leash.
Ada caught on pretty quick. She didn't like the feeling of not being able to breath as well because the air was being pushed at you so fast, but she had the most control and the instructor let go of her to let her do it on her own much more than the others. The pictures of her and Seth are the best though because of the way the googles pushed their cheeks down and the wind tunnel blew them back up.
Seth on his leash.
Sam, who is often very anxious was not anxious at all. He even asked the instructor to do something called 'high flying'. He took him up high in the wind tunnel and back down low a few times. Sam said it was awesome.
Here's Miss Evelyn. She was fine while she was in there, but decided she didn't like it after.
Her's her turning into a taco. The lady sitting next to me said, "Whoa! That's really bending her backwards." I wasn't afraid of her getting hurt since that's what she trains to do, but she really didn't have the core strength pull her body straighter.
