Go Fly A Kite

Sarah had a plan. Woe to the mother of a strong willed girl, who stands in the way of that plan. My girlybug decided it was high time to fly a kite.(I didn't even know we had one.)The thing was twice as big as she was and she ran back and forth in the street flying it just inches above her head. If it wasn't above her head it was dragging on the ground behind her. Boy, could she drag it fast though! I could hear a shrill, "WhooHoo" as she ran by. When she stopped to catch her breath, she told me that flying a kite so close to power lines could be dangerous. She called it a day.