We had a break in the rain last weekend and headed down to the field behind Gray's school to fly a kite. It was the perfect day for it and Grayson liked using daddy's kite (which he earned as a boy by "graduating" from lawnmower school...a story I love).
The kite is pretty resilient and still in good shape. We got it stuck in a tree twice, but it came out easily and wasn't damaged.
To me, watching a kite is like watching ocean waves, so calming and peaceful. Afterward, I always wonder why we don't go fly a kite more often. We all had fun and it was a wonderful way to unplug and enjoy the outdoors.
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