Let's Go Fly a Kite!

I haven't flown a kite in years! When does an adult without children really find the time to enjoy the simple pastime of flying a kite? Or get past the creepiness of being the only person at the park with no kid? Stranger danger, anyone?

So, I was excited to buy Waylon a kite last year from Lifeway Christian Store for his Easter basket. $1.99. Can't beat that! I recently came across it in his closet and pulled it out. Time to take it for a spin! Spring is in the air here in Tennessee, and the "New Life in Jesus" saying on the kite makes me think of the new blooms in my flowerbed. It doesn't hurt that Waylon has been enthralled with his flashcards lately and "kite" is one of them. He knows what a kite looks like and knows it by name. It was high time to bring out the real thing and let him see it in action. He also loved the "Fifly" (i.e. butterfly) on the kite.

Anyone that's familiar with Tennessee knows that when springtime comes, so do the tornadoes! And they last all summer! Oy vey! Well, usually, I like to spend this time in my closet - I tend to have an anxious side. However, with our latest tornado watch, which lasted 6 hours, I decided this windy day was perfect to fly a kite! Who can spend 6 hours in a closet anyway? Did I mention I take the toddler and all three dogs in there with me when I go? It can get pretty warm in there. Last time, I forgot the turtle. I felt bad, then a friend mentioned his shell would probably keep him fortified. I still had turtle-mom guilt. (Quick side-note: I only go in the closet when the tornado warning is actually upon our area.) Better safe than sorry, I say! And yes, I take my purse with me. And the dog leashes.

Back to kite-flying. Super windy day, led to a super windy evening, so we went out front and had fun. Our neighbors joined us, and we all got a laugh out of the kite string jumbling into a gigantic knot, which ended up almost bigger than the kite. But, it still flew, and Waylon loved it. He would yell "Oh, no!," when it would lose wind and drop to the ground, running over to get it. He had a ball. So simple. A little kite, and he was absolutely amazed. Mission accomplished. And I will admit that before the neighbors came out, I was belting it out Julie Andrews-style in Mary Poppins. It sounded good, well, Waylon liked it at least. And that's all that matters.