In honor of "Shark Week"

For his birthday my brother got an amazing shark kite, which he never flies so we have hijacked it. Fortunately for us it is almost always windy in Cantwell and we have been able to fly it every trip this summer. While looking incredibly cool, it is difficult to fly and always takes some adjusting before it soars. Last week it was being especially frustrating and before it was adjusted correctly it sailed right into poor Slater and knocked him to the ground. When he got up he was holding his arm and upset, so he ran right to me for comfort. "It hurts! - A shark bite!" I made sure that I was holding him tight so he couldn't see me giggling over his shoulder - sweet boy.