Yeah, it's rough when a recurring airplane purchase decision is "Honey,
what GPS do you think we should buy" :-) His/hers GPS yoke mounted GPS
units. Yeah, life is rough in the Honeck family :-)

No, the fun will begin when young Joe and Becka take the yoke.
My wife got a ride home from Oshkosh back in 1989 when the experimental
I flew up had its starter break.
My wife had to be back to work the next morning.
Fortunately, a crop duster friend was working in Illinois at the time.
He had entrusted his former Grand National Champion award winner to his
son and another young cropdust for the trip to Oshkosh that year.
They were having trouble starting the plane, so the son (a 16 year old
pilot) called dad to come up and help them out.
Dad had to call mom to fly the Deb from Ohio to pick him up in Illinois
to fly him to Wisconsin.
Dad arrived, looked things over flipped a couple switches and the
Stearman started right up.
Dad decided to fly the award winner back to Illinois and send the son
home with mom.
This is where being in the right place at the right time comes in handy.
As they were parked next to me on the ramp, I asked mom if they could
fly my wife back to Ohio. Sure no problem.
I get home a couple days later and my wife describes her trip with mom
and son.
Son told mom that dad didn't do things the way mom did. Mom told son
she was PIC and she would do things her way. This went on the whole trip
back.
The daughter, also a pilot, drove my wife from the airport to our home.

Those noise cancelling headsets with pax isolate may see some actual use
by the Honeck family in the coming years. Can you imagine the sterile
cockpit rule in practice in that environment?

Footnote: shortly after son got his private ticket, he did his check
ride in dad's Twin Beech with a highly experienced FAA examiner who put
the lad through a thorough test with dad riding in the back.