VMAT-203 Holiday party

We are here in beautiful (it really is) Havelock, NC unpacking box after box. It's a chore but we took a few hours off last night to go to Dave's new squadron's holiday party. Not that we knew anyone there but Brenden got to sit on Santa's lap and I got to see the Harrier jet that he is learning how to fly. I am slowly learning all the new items associated with jets. The buffet was fried chicken, potato salad, BBQ and banana pudding - not that there is anything wrong with that but we must be in the south - so silly of me to think there would be turkey, ham, stuffing, mashed potatoes, etc. at a holiday party? You would think after living in Texas for two years before this I wouldn't be surprised but not so. My thirty years of living in Utah and their traditions are hard to break. Here are a few pics and a video (Brenden is digging saying Da Da and we got it on video):

Santa arriving via Harrier jet:
Dave's new airframe.. sexy isn't it?


The party was held in the squadron's hangar hence the flattering industrial fluorescent lighting and hangar door backdrop for Santa (hey at least the military is being responsible with your tax dollars and not spending it on a party at the Ritz). In all truthfulness, your tax dollars aren't spent at all at these parties.. the members of the squadron pitch in funds for 'mandatory fun' as they call it...

Here is the video that I thought was so amusing. It captures his three classic sounds.. the Da Da Da, the brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr and the cooing.