Tuesday was a mixed bag:
As I was leaving to return to Cheyenne to clean out my mother's apartment, I stopped by K & E's. We had had our niece Julie, who was on break from St. Olaf, and her friend Amanda, also an Ole, stay with us for five days. Aiden and Reid were getting a private concert as Amanda, who is in the St. Olaf Orchestra and other musical groups, played the Orange Blossom Special on her violin (where do you store that on a plane?) and later she and Julie, who played the piano at our wedding, played her Uke (where do you store that on a plane?) and sang while Amanda played her violin; and while I was there, they played Over the Rainbow for the boys. The boys were sitting in their BUMBO chairs (you have to be a young parent to know what they are) as attentively as a couple of eleven month boys can be. Reid played the rattle and I guess Aiden tried to sing earlier. It was neat.

After driving to Cheyenne my brother and I went to a Wendy's, which is near the Cheyenne airport to eat. As we pulled into the lot, we saw the biggest plane I've ever seen landing at the near-by airport. It turns out it was a Boeing 787, their newest jumbo, practicing landings and take-offs at the Cheyenne airport because there was so much wind that day and they could practice wind landing and take-offs.The Cheyenne airport is also an Air Force National Guard facility with some good sized Air Force planes of their own and therefore has longer runways than an airport that size would normally have. As we ate they landed and took off three or four times. Years ago they tested the 747s at the Casper airport to practice wind landings. The Wyoming wind is apparently useful for other things than just powering wind generators and blowing snow. We enjoyed watching them.