Last weekend I had my son on the buddy box with his trainer. His turns were level (no loss of altitude) and he was putting the plane right where it needed to be. So we started shooting approaches and coming down the runway at about 20 feet. On one such approach, I told him to get lower and I would take over before he got too low. As he turned from the downwind onto final, he was lined up on the abandoned strip of road we use for a runway perfectly. He came down in altitude, but I never took control like I said I would. Gave him a few verbal instructions to help him flair out and he touched down making the best landing I have ever seen. (Of course!) Then rolled off the runway into the weeds. He was concentrating so hard on the landing, he forgot to steer once on the ground!

After we got the plane back to the pits and had high fives, I'm not sure who was more proud, but I'll lay odds it was me. He made two more landings that day and one take-off (also good). I got back into this hobby to do something fun with my son and that moment was worth every penny of our investment.