I got back into the hobby last year after a 15 year break and decided to join a local club to help me remember how to fly. When I went to visit I noticed that there were no kids around at all. Started getting a little nervous because my plan was to have my boys heavily involved in my flying like I did with my dad. To my relief the majority of the club members adopted my kids as the unofficial mascot of the club. This year I have been teaching my boys to fly using the explorer both at home and at the club. Last week during one of our flying sessions one of the club members sneaked around us to take this picture. Later that evening I get an email with the picture with a note saying "I took this when you were not looking". I love the look of consecration on my son's face.