Today, we went to the Franklin Park Kite Festival, outside Boston’s Franklin Park Zoo. Lots of small children running and running (or “wunning and wunning,” to hear them tell it), often in the wrong direction (with the wind) and often at their parents’ instruction. It’s been a looong time since I flew a kite, but as I recall, once it’s flying high, you can stop running, and stand in one spot. Not these kids. The higher the kite got, the faster they ran (with the wind. Sigh). Still, a lot of fun, though.
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Do you have memories of kite flying as a child, or with your children? This event looked like it was a lot more fun for the parents than the kids. As I often observe at this sort of event, parents work very, very hard to make sure their kids have a good time, and most of the time, the kid would be happier playing with a box.