He just likes running with it flapping in the air a few feet behind him.
Or watching me run with it trailing behind me.
There hasn't been much wind the last few days so it's not prime kite flying weather.
But there will be soon. There's always wind here.
We're going to fly this kite high. Super high.
Maybe I'll strap my son to the kite. I'm sure he'd love that.
"Higher," he'll scream. "Higher, higher."