Go fly a kite

It is Fall, its getting cold and windy, and it is a perfect time to fly a kite. I bought kites for my boys last December, when they were three and two.  Considering what a challenge our first kite flying experience was a year later ... I think I was over optimistic.

The original plan was to fly some kites on Thanksgiving day, but the weather didn't cooperate. It was warm, and there was no wind in site.

Saturday on the other hand was downright blustery. Around 3 pm we headed out to our neighborhood grassy knoll. The boys were really excited. Kites are a centerpiece of preschool literature, and often featured in the plots of the kids shows.

They each wanted to fly the kite, and by themselves. But like so many things,  there is an art and science to flying a kite. Xander had bad luck, and landed the kite in a tree on his first solo mission. Caleb had better luck, and the kite flew higher, but soon the wind became too much for him, and ripped the kite out of his hands. Jonathan and I successfully chased it down, although there was a scary moment when the kite handle got caught in a palm tree about 30 feet high.

The boys eventually lost interest, and ran around the park playing tag, while I tried to undue an impossible knot (I think I need scissors).

Will we take the boys kite flying again? Absolutely. There are some fabulous fields in our area. I'm glad we had this trial run though.