You know you can't fly a kite when...

Being in a competitive relationship has its struggles, but it can be really really fun.  Nate and I have been together for a million years and we still compete over who can accomplish things faster, or better.  The competitive feelings are only on the little things... nothing like parenting or relationships or anything like that.  This is stuff like: who makes better scrabbled eggs? (nate) Who is the better driver? (me) 

Who is better at flying a kite?  That is the issue today.  We recently got a "Cars" kite to send with Cooper to grandma's because he is always hoping for new adventures.  Nate tried to set it up and it just wasn't working correctly, so I jump in and fix it. (It's a woman thing)  It makes me wonder, did he fly many kites as a kid?  I know I didn't.  Anyhoo, I finally got the kite flying, Nate took over and was letting the string out... low and behold, he just couldn't keep the air underneath it long enough and it is currently residing in my neighbor's tree.  Cooper will look out the front window saying... "Lightning Down!" "'mere Lightning!"  

It still makes me chuckle thinking about it.  But it's those types of things that can make our relationship funny.  Nate is a great sport about things like that (I am not) so it's better when he is proven wrong because I don't take it as well.