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Zara Meets Her First [real] Space Shuttle!

You probably won't be surprised when I tell you about taking our first born child to Kennedy Space Center at 8 weeks. LOL.

Chris assumed baby duties and let my dad and I really soak in KSC (we're the super space nerds of the family). Zara was a trooper...baby girl saw her first real space shuttle (Atlantis), the KSC Saturn V and even hung out during a 3+ hour launchpad tour!

After all the hard work Chris and I have been doing towards America's presence in space it was extremely rewarding to walk among the relics that brought us to this moment and relish in the hope of future launches from KSC. We can't wait to share this special place with Zara when she is a little older - in fact, we are planning to watch the Space Launch System and CST-100 launches with her at the Cape. Chris has worked hard on both of these programs and both launches will be extremely historic!

Cue picture overload!

All the Blackwell feet in the sands of Cocoa Beach!
Dad and I in front of the ISS mural!
Chris + BZ (Baby Zara) in front of a mural that includes the spaceship he is working on, CST-100. 
BZ meets her first space shuttle, Atlantis!
We were all very impressed with KSC's display!
Visiting the blockhouse for the pad Alan Shepard launched from. 

Visiting the blockhouse for Explorer 1, America's first satellite. 
Mom and dad on the gantry arm. 

A side view of the building Boeing is using for CST-100! So proud of Chris!
BZ chilling with Chris during the launchpad tour. 
Dad with Apollo 14. 
Dad seeing his last Saturn V, now he has seen all three!
The Blackwells under the Saturn V. 


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  1. Glad you had such a good time at KSC! I have yet to take Josephine to the space center, though she has met 4 astronauts so far. She won't remember any of them. Family photo under a huge rocket!

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