Tuesday, September 25, 2018

more than a kite

so there was this school project.  basically, in a nutshell~ working in pairs, a $5.00 budget, recycled materials welcomed, design a kite that can fly.  AJ and B set to work and came up with this vibrant and solid result, a bright pink kite with shiny ribbon that would not fly.  so it was back to the drawing board the next weekend. 
in all sincerity, all i did was ask my dad a question.  true story.  a fully innocent and honest question about kite materials in our garden barn, and Dad was all over it.  turns out, he's a kite-making master.  he made them himself when he was a kid, and offered to help the boys the next Saturday morning, agreeing not to do the whole thing himself  (i gave him strict instructions! :)), but rather to teach and guide them through the process.  sounded like an insurmountable task to me, actually, but watching dad made it look so natural and maybe even a little bit fun.  


kite making attempt #2


a giant success.  it's a beauty, and AJ and B had fun doing it which is even better.  


they are so proud of the finished result, which i don't seem to have a picture of (:( oops!) and AJ proudly delivered it to school the next Monday, walking down the driveway with a kite that happens to be just his size.  the cool part is they learned something too.  sometimes you need a bit of help in the process, but i bet this project is one he'll never forget.

Dad, for all the ways you completely rock, thank-you!!!  your kite making skills and fun, calm and patient nature made this school project memorable for these two boys.  and you saved my life yet again.  took me right back to my (and by the word "my" i really mean "your") mind-blowing foam igloo from grade 7/8 that shared first prize.  complete with a teeny wooden canoe and paddle, and other mini props too.  wish i had a picture of that beauty.  i had little to do with that project in all honesty (i glued a few foam blocks in place, i did do that!), but i do remember being completely amazed at how awesome his my igloo was and how proud i was to have this creative dad who saved me from my lack of artistic ability.  thanks Dad!

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