ava found this thing in the backseat of her grandparent's car and dubbed it a kite. she spent an entire car ride out to port hueneme singing "let's go fly a kite" and explaining and demonstrating proper kite flying techniques. i thought it to be several things, one of which was imaginitive. seeing her use her imagination is like getting a high five from the universe. it's like the universe is like, "way to go, miriam! you totally rock at parenting!" and i'm all, "i know, right?"