Flying High

I think my kids have a serious case of spring fever.  They've been a little crazy lately.  Maybe that's because it's been so nice outside.

So today, my son jumped off the bus with his arms in an extended position.

"Whoa, buddy," I said.  "What are you doing?"

"Flying!"

"Um, okay."

He proceeded to run really fast, then jump in the air, with his arms in that extended position.  Next thing I knew, he was face down on the ground.

"Hey, are you okay?"

He got up and brushed himself off.  "I don't get it.  Why didn't I stay in the air?"

"Because you're not a bird."

"But I have wings!"

"Sorry, kid.  You're wings don't work."

So now he's working on inventing a pair that will. Good luck with that!