It’s cute and frustrating and almost inspirational the way Livia refuses to believe us when we tell her that her homemade kite won’t fly. Not only is the kite not built properly, but there’s hardly any wind. Never mind. She believes she can do it if she tries hard enough and applies enough tape to the torn parts.
So which is worse? Accepting that the your kite will never fly and doing nothing? Or running like mad with your kite trailing behind you and imagining it taking flight even though it never will?