On days like today when my boys were little I'd take them to the dollar store or Wal-Mart and get a kite.
Sunny, spring days with a nice breeze are just perfect for flying a kite. Together we would fly it, me and my little boys. Sometimes it would seem to be flying high and all of the sudden, something would bring it down to the ground. And then you'd have to untangle the string and get it back up again. It would never last very long before it got tangled up in a tree or a phone line or something else in the way. But oh, was it fun while it lasted. I probably enjoyed it more than they did. I don't know if they even remember flying a kite with me. Probably not. But I do.
A day like today also makes me think of this.