...up to the highest kite! We sure had fun flying kites for Family Home Evening Monday night. The kids recently watched the movie Marry Poppins, so we were graced with rousing renditions of the "Lets go fly a kite" song throughout the evening (even Benny sings it).
What perfect weather for playing outside. I love it so, so, SO MUCH!
Miles looks a little sleepy in this picture, but he livened up as the fun got underway.
What handsome boys I have been blessed with. I sure love these guys!
Especially this one who somehow has endless reserves of energy. I just got to sit back and relax (oh, and take pictures) while he assembled the kites, helped the kids fly the kites, chased down crashing dragons, and managed to look dang good doing it!
Bennett loves to 'blank stare' at me when I try to take his picture. Lucky for me he's still cute!
We got to watch the sunset while we were out there. Beautiful.
Someone was heart broken when the tail of her kite broke. P.S. please don't judge me by Maya's outfit. She picked it out herself!
What a sweet big brother to help out his heart broken sis. A little teamwork goes a long way.
Miles had fun crawling through the grass chasing me around. He's like an exceptionally cute little puppy.
That kite was out to get Porter. It reminded me of when we went Kite-ing (I'm not certain this is a word, but it should be) with my sister Sarah and the kite kept trying to kill her. Once it crashed right into her head, and another time the string wrapped around her neck and cut her. Too funny! I'm laughing just thinking about it.
A good time was had by all, although Porter complained about "only getting to fly one kite once", I guess we'll have to go again.
After all the kite flying we decided to take the kids to McDonald's, and when Casey reached into his pocket to pull out his wallet, he realized he didn't have it. He ran out to the car only to discover it wasn't there either. He apologized to the guy, looked at me and said "Do you want to wait here while I drive home to get it?". I would have said "HECK NO", but the kids were so excited, so I said sure (the whole time the two slackers behind the counter are giving us nasty looks and rolling their eyes). So the kids and I wait while Casey runs home and the entire time I have to endure snide looks from the employees, and total awkwardness. I wanted to stand up and yell "FOR HEAVENS SAKES, IT WAS AND ACCIDENT. I DIDN'T PURPOSELY TRY TO RUIN YOUR NIGHT!" (while shaking my fists). As if the situation wasn't embarrassing enough I guess they felt I needed to feel the full weight of the social faux pas I had just committed. Then when the kids asked to trade in their toys (that's is the ONLY reason we went there anyway), you would have though they were asked to walk on nails (they wouldn't even check if they had the dragons the kids wanted, they made them keep the dragon they got in their meals). The kids were thrilled with their toys, and had a great time playing with them, and Casey loved his cheep-o burgers, but for some reason, I'm not pleased with Mickey D's (I can hold a grudge like nobody's business).