We had our first kite flying attempt this season and it went fairly well.
Diego got up in the air a few times, and Daddy was out of breath.
I think Henry got the concept, but mostly was trying to take in all that outdoor air at once, since we have been cooped up for the past few months.
I'm sure we looked bizarre too, with ALL of us running around an empty parking lot looking at the sky.
Svea stuck to the running and I don't think noticed the kite. We'll open her Dora one on the next blustery day.