In summer I can taste the salt in the sea

 A few weeks ago (I need to be more punctual with my posting) my son and I flew kites.  It sounds so active to say "flew kites" when all we really did was "held string".  He had fun for like five minutes and then I had to figure out how to make it more exciting.  We kept adding more and more string to his Spiderman kite to see how high it would go.  At some point he moved on to the sandbox and I kept adding string for my own amusement.  Kites are pretty boring.

  I tied Spiderman to a chair and started cleaning the garage, checking in every so often.  Like a supervillan caught monologuing I forgot that Spiderman, read: wind, is unpredictable.  Luckily my sidekick The Tree kept Spiderman from getting away.  Wrapping 100 yards of string back onto a spool is quite a bit more boring than watching a kite sail in the clouds.