Thursday, August 19, 2010

You gotta stop and smell the roses

Kite and light

Or stop and watch a kite.

1 comment:

Pete said...

Watch a kite. Or fly one.

The year I first became a stay-at-home Dad, I picked up Emily from kindergarten and took her to fly a kite. She'd never been, wasn't that impressed once we got it up in the air, but I had a grand time. Sunshine, wind, time with my daughter. All because of some paper and sticks I tried to keep in the air. One of the best afternoons ever.

When someone tells you to go fly a kite, go fly a kite.