I happen to have a little boy obsessed with fighter jets. So as Halloween approached, and we asked the big question of what he would like to be this year… there was only one answer. Maverick. Yep, that’s right. This four year old has been educated on his early 80’s movies. (Who knew Top Gun was rated PG? Well .. it probably shouldn’t be. But let’s overlook my parenting choices for now). So yes. We are Maverick. And we headed deep into the woods, ejected from our jet fighter before it crashed down, and wandered around in search of our helicopter rescue back to the burbs.
Stay tuned because Maverick happens to have a big brother that also dressed up. And we may just be headed back into those same woods for another mission shortly . . .