I can't describe what a wondrous feeling it was to watch Xavier chasing the kite. During our trip to San Fran we were on our way to the beach, got lost, and somehow made it to a pier overlooking the Golden Gate Bridge. It wasn't the beach, but beautiful nonetheless. Watching the fog roll in and gently sweep up over the bridge is a sight that I wouldn't mind seeing daily. We as a family love the bay area (it's Xavier's second time there) and while driving through Fisherman's Wharf and watching the crowded sidewalks full of an eclectic mix of people, seeing the huge ships going in and out of the pier, and hearing the music, voices, and fog horns float through the open window, Xavi got caught up in the excitement and yelled, "San Fransisco is so cool!"
We Hooligans all agree.
While at the pier there was an open, grassy area where a few people were flying kites. One man in particular had 12 kites all strung together and he was twirling and swirling them through the air. It was mesmerizing to watch. Xavi instantly made a bee-line for the kites and began chasing the kite tails up and down the park. The man flying the kites was very interactive with everyone in the park and would swoop the kites right around your head and then let the kite float to the ground a few feet away. Xavi would make a run for it to try to catch the tails and as soon as he was right there the kites would sail up again. Wild giggling would follow and, zoom, Xavi was off again.
He could have stayed all day.
I could have stayed all day watching his joy.
Good thing I will always have the picture in my memory of my son running crazy free, careless to anything but chasing the kite with the ocean breeze kissing his face.
2 comments:
How lovely that your heart and spirit were able to fly with the kites and Xavier.
Wonderful!
Wow! Can only imagine what was going through Xavi's mind while chasing the kites. Oh, to be a child experiencing things for the first time, what fun!
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