On Memorial Day, I took CJ to our church BBQ at Alley Pond Park in Oakland Gardens.
CJ wanted to desperately play some volleyball and he actually sat on my lap to watch an entire match.
But he kept gravitating to his bubble gun.
I was about to leave when CJ passed by a kite on the grass and screamed out “KITE!” I was impressed that he immediately recognized it and I looked for its owners, but couldn’t find them so I decided to help test out the kite with CJ’s help. I hadn’t flown my stunt kite in years, so I was happily surprised that my kiting skills were still intact as I was able to get it high to the treelines on my second try with inconsistent winds.
We had a difficult time putting CJ down to sleep that night because he kept asking for a kite. Now we have to get him a kite.