With some tuppence

for paper and string. {You} can have your own set of wings! :)


And that is what we did! Ben got it in his mind that he wanted to go fly a kite. We scoured the entire toy department at Walmart {twice} until we finally found the {one} kite available. This lucky parrot was ours for the taking.


















Atop Mt. Trashmore, {yes} we climbed a pile of trash to fly our kite, and {yes} it is the tallest point in Va Beach, we launched our kite. And no, it doesn't stink.


We each took turns:

{Parker}



















































{Preston}
























{Kate} {Who doesn't like a nice little action shot?}
























In case you didn't notice, we are not fishing. We are flying our kite...with a fishing pole. I think at this point, Ben had taken the rod off of the reel, but it is tied onto fishing line, none the less.

It was a little windy. Nice for kite flying. Not nice for taking pictures.
























Sometimes, Paisley can be a pill and doesn't want her picture taken.




















So what do I do? That's right...I.....
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