Hubby and the little young man have been busy making kites using bamboo sticks, garbage bags, cellophane tapes and fishing string.
|So high up in the sky! Made me wish that I too could fly so high up without a care in the world.|
***hole! That was the first thing that came to my mind. Of course I held my tongue. I wanted to see what Joel would say. And his answer made me snort with glee!
'We made it. It was FUN!'
That's my boy.
Which brings me to my next sentence. Why must things be bought? You mean making things on our own means we are poor and that we cannot afford to buy? What kind of mentality is that? So does it mean that a person who sews her own clothes is poor? A person who bakes her own goodies is poor? A person who fixes his own car is poor? This is some stupid herd mentality.
Tuesday is a public holiday. And the boys whom Joel was playing with said that they would meet at the playground for another kite flying session. Hopefully it would not rain and that the wind would still be as strong!
I think my new statement to idiots should be, 'Go fly kite!'
Nyuk nyuk nyuk!