Dear Jack: You Flew Your Kite in the Rain Like Benjamin Franklin

8 years, 5 months.

Dear Jack,

Perhaps it was a perfect coincidence that as you were preparing your class presentation for the following week, there happen to be a perfectly windy and rainy Sunday afternoon.

You wanted to take your kite out in the perfect environment, but neither Mommy nor I wanted to go outside and get wet with you.

So I suggested a compromise:

You got to go outside and fly your kite in the field behind our house, while I supervised from your bedroom window overlooking the scene.

Granted, it didn’t take too long before the wind caused the string for your kite to catch itself in a knot that was impossible to untie.

But at least you were able to feel like a boy who was getting to break the rules in some way.

Love,

Daddy

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