I'm on the stick, my daughter is on the triggers. Together, we're flipped upside down in an F-16 flight simulator, deep in a dogfight. Her long blond hair flies everywhere, and blood fills my face. "We got 'em, E!" I blurt, a virtual bogey in our sights. Alas, we miss: Evie, who is 8, is laughing too hard to engage. Our family has come to Seattle for a long weekend, and the Museum of Flight is our first stop. Founded in 1965, it's one of the oldest air-and-space museums in the country.