A couple of weeks ago, Mom's neighborhood held a kite show with a dog parade. We decided to go check it out since it was such a nice day.
When we got there, everyone was still setting up so we headed to the playground. Eli was having fun playing while some of the kits got into the air. We saw lots of different kites: a space shuttle, a gecko, a ladybug, a crayon box and lots of other ones that were very colorful.
We were content to just watch the kits and then Mom came over with a special kite for Eli. It was an Elmo kite! We all know how happy he was with that!
After it was assembled (correctly), it took right off! Eli was crying at first because he wanted his kite on the ground with him. But he eventually understood that Husband/Daddy wasn't going to let it fly away. He even got to fly the kite with Daddy and then on his own. Eli kept saying, "Fly, Elmo, Fly!" It was very cute and very wonderful.
I found myself thinking/reflecting on our fun later and hoping (my) Daddy was able to see his 'little man' and how much fun he had with that kite!