Dear Brooklyn,
Let's go fly a kite, up to the highest height. Let's goooo.... fly a kite!
We spent the morning with some awesome friends at the kite festival.
We actually got there before it started but everyone came together to get things up and going for us.
You guys made kites and then ran around trying your best to get them in the air.
You got your face painted.
We flew kites while the baby's played.
We marveled at the big kites and how they just seemed to float there.
It was fun. And now you are obsessed with your new kite. That we can't get to fly.
Sincerely, Mom
