So I thought we could fly a kite. We'd go to the store together to pick one out. Her choice. We'd wake up early one morning, before everyone else. Pack a breakfast and go to the beach and fly the kite together. Just the two of us.
Her response? "I don't want to." To all of it. The shopping, the waking up early, the going to fly it. She wanted none of it.
So I backed off. My wife and I picked out a kite without the peanut. It looks like Nemo, but isn't. I didn't do the early wake-up. But one morning, while she was antsy and we weren't ready for the beach yet, I said, "let's fly our Nemo kite."
Again, "I don't want to."
So I started to put it together without her. Eventually, she joined me. Now she's into it. We finally got it assembled after about 45 minutes, which included calling in my wife for reinforcements (remember: I am historically bad at fixing/putting together anything).
And after all of that, the pictures tell the story:
"Wait for me, daddy." |
First time doing it herself |
Nemo's stunt double |
Mission accomplished. Memory made. |
Love this!!
ReplyDeleteThanks, Kell! I didn't even see my wife taking pictures. That last one is my absolute FAVORITE.
ReplyDeleteThis is so cute...the picture does tell the story!!
ReplyDeleteI love this--words and pictures alike--so much! Many of my favorite memories have been made doing things I protested vehemently at first. After a brief learning period of about 32 years, I've finally started protesting things a little less vehemently before I've actually given them a go. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Zia... that last pic is one of my fave ever. Deb: It's something we battle with the peanut pretty much daily. So moments like this are really rewarding.
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