
How Nearly Getting Myself Killed by a Kite and Having to Pay a Parking Ticket for $150 Helped My Children’s Bilingual Ability
My son turned 7 in March and he wanted a kite. No big deal, right? Well, the truth is, I had never flown a kite in my life and I wasn’t all that eager to start now, when the only running I do these days involves chasing Roy around the house to put pants on him. Also, this is embarrassing to admit, but I’m a disaster when I handle any sort of string or wires. It’s like some kind of