EARLY Saturday morning. It was time to sleep, but we were up and ready to go, because we were going to the annual Kite Festival at Mirah’s school!
This year, there were lots of people there. We followed the signs.
Mirah found her kite!
It was in the box with her class ID number. Karl helped Lucas get his Kite made:
So, Mirah figured out that the kite she had made in class had been decorated upside down. 🙁 She was very disappointed about it. At this point Mirah and I had a bed time. She got explosive, I got stern and frustrated. We were in front of other people, and I was having a hard time. We were struggling to keep it together, and we fought, and said some mean things to her. When I got home, I admit, I cried for an hour, I was so ashamed.
We eventually got her all organized, made some changes, and she got her kite all together.
We met up again with dad. Who was very sympathetic.
Mirah got her hot coco and donuts.
Even Lucas got his cute kite up!
We ran around together.
Karl, later that day, getting his Kite on.