Apparently, we've decided to make kite flying a Mother's Day tradition. :) Spencer bought me kites for Mother's Day last year and we dusted them off (and by dusted I mean spent an hour untangling the strings...) this year to keep the kite flying dream alive. We invited some neighbors along and had a lovely afternoon of kite running.
We've discovered that not all kites are created equal. The Watson's one dollar kites were by far the easiest to get (and maintain) in the air. Our somewhat more expensive kites were much more obstinate. I guess the fancier the kite, the more "skill" it takes to keep it in the air. Meanwhile, the kids looked like kite flying champions and we looked somewhat pathetic. And by "we" I mean me. :)
Grace wasn't as interested in kite flying this year as she was last year. She loved seeing the kites in the air, but mostly spent her time running around and stealing the other kids' snacks--as is her custom. I think that the difference is mostly due to an increase in mobility. Interest is easily feigned by an inability to escape the task at hand. This year, she could escape. :) At one point she very pointedly said, "Kites. All done. All done, kites." and went off to have some Lucky Charms.
And just for the record, it's really hard to get a good picture of someone flying a kite.
The Kitists:
My (and Grace's) attempt with the turtle kite:
Laurie and Clint working on the devil kite (devil not referring to the shape of the kite, but the personality...):
A sampling of the kiting experience:
