Last night, as we approached church, we all noticed a blimp flying off in the distance. As we got to church Sandi noticed that the blimp was getting lower and lower to the ground.
Thinking it was about to land, she said out loud “I wonder where the blimp is going to land? Is it going to land at the airport?”
Without skipping a beat my son, all three and half years old of him, says “No mom, it is going to land at the blimp port”.
I love my son.