Recently, a couple of my dad friends and I took the kids out to fly kites on a very windy Saturday evening. (The mom friends were all away at their monthly gossip session -- I mean, Bunco game -- to which no men are ever invited.)
Dane's friend Kennedy pulled up with her dad Sharky a few minutes before the moms abandoned us to their chick-fest. Kennedy was sporting a spiffy pink hat that she'd selected specifically to match Dane's. Ahh, a cute couple, no?
Dane and I rode up the street with Sharky and Kennedy to meet Andy and his daughter Dana at the field behind the elementary school. Dane brought 2 "Chinese" kites that Lisa snatch up on sale back in January. We gave a green and yellow Dragon kite to Dana while Dane flew the red Dragon kite. Kennedy brought her own snazzy Barbie kite. Here are some snapshots from that evening.
Just starting out. Dane's red Dragon kite is soars upwards (center, top) just as Dana's kite swoops low, nearly dive bombing into the ground (yellow blur, lower left corner).
Sharky and Kennedy (left) caught the wind just right. Dana and Andy recover from a crash landing.
Dana gets the wind up under hers and it begins to climb.
About 45 minutes after we started, the kids were bored. The dads took over. Nothing good could come of that, though, and soon enough I tangled my kite with Andy's. They thrashed and swirled around and around as they fell from the sky. How many engineers does it take to untangle 2 kites with 20 foot tails? Just 2, but it takes a really long time.
We eventually got them untangled. A few more minutes of flying, and then we stopped for supper at the local burger joint.
The best part? No moms.