We took the kite to Grammy and Grampy's and went out to the street. We learned two things....One, kites are hard to fly. Two, Jonas is still not ready to fly a kite. He only wanted it to "fwy wow" so he could dart around and try to catch it's tail. Now picture Grampy and I, trying our hardest to fly this thing and Jonas snatching the tail out of the sky and bringing it down. If it got too high, he'd scream that it was too high and to bring it down. Mind you, we never got it to reach over 15 feet! After about 5 tries, Grampy and I were getting the hang of it. We almost got it up....but then we crashed it into a tree. That was the end for Jonas. When we cut the string and fished it out of the tree (very unsafely) Jonas took it and "put it way back in the house so the wind couldn't get it anymore." 
Grampy tried to get him to bring it back out by saying, "A kite is like a bird Jonas....if it can't fly it will be sad." Jonas wasn't buying it.
Oh well, maybe next year.
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Hilarious!
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