On the very last day of summer we spent the day at the park.  Kites were flown.  Swings were swung. Blankets were napped upon. Dandelions were picked.  .  Soccer balls were kicked.  It was a perfectly non-windy windy day here and the kite flew easily – only once trying to escape when Gillian was the designated kite holder.  She looked at me like "wah?" and promptly let go of the string. 


Note from me:  You might wonder what's up with my post title as I normally don't label myself anything (except a lover of sleep and cheesy pizza)….Well since I have a new website coming (soon!!! soon!!!) then I must start doing business-y things like trying to make my name more "googleable."  Do you like that word?  It's fun to say.  Try it.