It’s been a long time coming, but other than a few sporadic bursts of sun and blue sky between rain clouds, we’ve had nothing like today’s weather. It’s been quite glorious and just about warm enough to be outside without a coat.
Fridays are great as I usually finish work early to be able to pick up N from his nursery school. It’s always a mad rush to get tea done, but today N was allowed to play out in the garden for the first time in ages on the proviso that he stayed on the patio, didn’t go on the swampy grass, and didn’t go wandering off round the corner of the house where I couldn’t see him. He played really nicely, and as he does a lot of ‘brmming’, I could hear him playing while I was making tea.
He does like to have someone outside with him while he plays, even if it’s just me sitting and taking photos of him (although he did pedal round me on his tractor, refusing to look at me for a photo!).
So once I’d got tea in the Aga, I got out the small parafoil kite I’d bought in a local independent toy shop’s closing down sale (wish I’d bought more of them now)
Also, I know I said it was fairly warm, but I’m not sure it was quite warm enough to lose welly boots and pedal barefoot. Strange child!
N was really excited about the kite although probably less so than myself. I used to love kites as a child – we used to make our own from plastic bags with a bit of string and just run round with them, but my brother and I also had a couple of basic stunt kites. There just never seemed to be enough wind. But living on a farm where it’s pretty windy from across the fields, it’s the perfect opportunity.
It was quite still today, but there were a few gusts around, so it was worth a try. N struggled as he’s a little short to really get the kite off the ground, so I helped him out by holding the string higher up while he just held the handle.
Because the grass was so wet, we were trying to catch the wind gusting round the house. I think if we have some time over the weekend, we’ll have to try and get to the country park near us, as it’ll be really blustery there.
We did get the kite up, and just about enough to get the lovely ‘bunting’ tail off the ground as well. The dog wasn’t impressed ever time I whooshed the kite up though. She is gun shy though so I wasn’t really surprised.
We had a lovely 20 minutes or so ‘flying’ our kite. I think if we can get it flying higher it’ll be great and really entertaining for N. It reminds him of his Peter Rabbit ‘Runaway Kites’ episode, as he kept saying ‘don’t let go mummy’.
One point I must remember in future kite flying situations…it really is difficult to hold a kite, prevent a toddler from getting tangled up, and taking photos.