Killer Kites

Yesterday we out in the backyard to fly a kite. The backyard’s pretty big and it seemed like a good idea. There wasn’t enough wind and it would only stay up for a few minutes at a time. But the kiddo has a determined streak and wanted to keep trying. It was fun until we got it stuck in the top of the neighbor’s tree. Oops. Maybe they won’t notice.

So, today we bought 2 new kites. After learning a valuable lesson yesterday, we took the new kites to the soccer field to fly them. Today was really windy and a great day for flying kites.

The hubby told us about when he was a kid they would have kite ‘fights.’ I thought that meant they would try to whack each other with the kites but apparently that wasn’t the case. They would duct tape razor blades to the edges and then fight them in the air. He also admitted to duct taping nails and anything else they could find and then fighting the kites.

Of course, their parents knew nothing about it. That made me wonder how often they needed new kites, and that was pretty much every day. He said they would search the ditches for Coke bottles and sell those to make some money. Then they would purchase a new kite for forty-nine cents and off to the kite fights they’d go.

Being a mom, my first thought was that razor blades and nails on kites seemed like the perfect way to loose an eye or get someone’s throat cut.

I can see the headlines now, “Be on the lookout for a Killer Kite. It’s Pink and white with Hello Kitty on the face but don’t be fooled by its cotton candy coloring, this kite is deadly. Last seen heading north on a warm front of high pressure air.”