We had a couple kites in our trunk so the boys spent the afternoon flying them. It reminded me of the first time Lennon flew a kite the week my dad died. And how in my last conversation with him I told him all about it and he was so proud. This recent day on the beach, for one of the first times since he died, I felt like maybe he really was nearby. It would've made him so happy.
|The tangled knot that eventually ended the fun. Although Tod tried pretty hard to unravel all that.|