Flying High

Sunday was such a beautiful day here and can I add FINALLY. The wind was perfect for kite flying. Brynn just happen to get one from The Easter Bunny, so out it came. She was having such a great time until Daddy came out with another kite that we had. He had to see how high he could get it. Needless to say--it went very high, only to fall very quickly over the top of our house. The string is now a little (ok, a lot) shorter, but the kite was rescued in one piece.

And I have a new enemy--These dumb things are everywhere. I hate them. Guess what I am doing all this week--digging these up. Jealous, aren't ya?