Dylan got a pocket kite for his birthday. He has only recently discovered the wonders of it! He runs as fast as his legs will carry him, dragging it along the grass behind him, and occasionally it lifts off (an inch or two above the ground!) at which point he shrieks with excitement. It is hilarious. Oh, to be a kid again and so thrilled with such a small thing. I love to look at the world through his eyes. It's a wondrous place.