E.: “Yes! That is a great idea!”
At the ravine:
E.: “What a big kite! It is brightly coloured! I like the red!”
Q. and I launch the kite successfully into the air.
E. screaming hysterically: “Daddy! Daddy! Get the kite down! Land the kite!”
Runs across the field, still screaming and weeping at the top of his lungs. Doesn’t return until the kite crashes.
E.: “Let’s put the kite away and never fly it again.”
One of these days, maybe we’ll figure this kid out.
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