The mostly forgotten kite.

Last year Jackson received a Spiderman kite for his birthday. I put it up in his closet and mostly forgot about. He'd asked about it a few times since it came to be his, but it was usually at an inopportune time - on the way the grocery store, just before nap time, as I was getting in the shower, etc.

Well, today he noticed the neighbors running past our house with, you guessed it, kites. He immediately remembered his kite and asked if we could fly it. My mom has been visiting this week and I thought kite flying would be a fun activity to share with her so we put it on our afternoon agenda.

By the time we got outside, the wind had died down to almost nothing and the humidity was so thick it was hard to breathe, but we gave it a shot anyway. Take a look at our first kite flying adventure.

Remember when I said there was no wind? To get and keep the kite in the air, whoever was holding the kite string had to be in constant motion. And by "motion" I mean sprinting. But...

And Oma even got in on the action.