What a cutie-patootie. She loves her Dora kite, flying or not.
Isn't homeschooling grand?
So, I gave the kids instructions to "suit up," and disappeared upstairs mysteriously. You should have seen their faces glow when about ten minutes later (I had to assemble the kites) I reappeared bearing not just one, but THREE kites...a Princesses kite for Ladybug, a Dora kite for Firefly, and a Blue Angels kite for Cowboy. Hip Hip Hooray! (and thanks to Daddy for picking those up at Walmart on sale!)
Look Ma, two kites up in the air at the same time!
Little Firefly was thrilled to pieces with her Dora kite and so proud of her ability to keep it aloft, albeit not quite as high as her siblings' kites flew. She was tickled that she could do it herself, and even when it would flutter (or crash) to the ground, she was bouncy and happy and patient until it was her turn to be helped by poor, overwhelmed (with pleasure at seeing her kids have so much fun) Mommy.
The wind eventually started eddying like crazy, causing everyone's kites to twirl in circles (which thrilled Cowboy to no end) and CRASH to the ground with exasperating frequency. Finally, I had to call a stop to the fun, promising we'd try again another day.