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.