As a precurser story, when I was pregnant with Chris, we used to sit and talk about what we were looking forward to doing with our kids. One day, as we were driving, Eric said he couldn't wait to go fly a kite with his son (now this was before he knew Chris was a boy). The way he told the story gave me such a beautiful vision that it brought tears to my eyes, and I went out and bought him a kite. Yesterday was the first time we brought that kite out.
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Awwwww.....
I second that "Awwwww"
Too sweet! That's something we always do on the beach...the oceans breezes are great for flying kites!
This is priceless. I'm thinking picture frames.
That is SUCH a col story. If you scrapbook at all, that needs to be a page!!!
So cute :)
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