i was riding along with my brother and sister-in-law, sitting in the backseat with my 3 year old nephew and suddenly he said “mom?” his mom replied. then, somewhat formally, “dad?” my brother waited a beat and then, sounding confused, said “yes?” nephew said several things around a mouthful of fruit bar. “you saw. a hot air balloon?” my brother tried. “yes, and two cairs.” “kites?” a nod. “just now?” we all looked around at the blustery, rainy weather. “no, at the libary. with just you and me.” inspiration struck my brother. “are you thinking about the hot air balloon art they have at the library at home?” “yes!” nephew sat back in his car seat, satisfied. i looked back outside at the rain and also tried to imagine a day when we might see a hot air balloon and kites in the sky.