My father-in-law was kind enough to take pictures for meduring the party and then upload them to my computer before he left. And later on that evening, as I was flipping through them, I came across ANOTHER interesting sequence of photos that I thought you might enjoy as well. Remember, these appear in the exact order they were taken.
Here, in order from left to right, are my husband, my birthday girl, and my husband’s brother, and it’s pretty clear what they’re doing. They’re flying a kite. That’s one of the gifts my mom brought for the girls, and the weather was perfect for it. In this photo, it would appear that my birthday girl is really wanting to fly this thing herself. My husband is helping her, because he’s just that kind of super-nice dad. My brother-in-law might be thinking, if that thing comes down, I’m taking over.
Here, my husband has taken over the flying of the kite, and it seems my birthday girl is less than thrilled. Just look at my husband. Look at that precision in his fingertips. Doesn’t it just scream: Satellite-Engineer-Who-Moonlights-As-A-Heavy-Metal-Bass-Player? I think so. And I think his brother thinks so too. And I think my birthday girl is thinking: It’s not a satellite Daddy! It’s a kite! It’s my kite! Gimmee my kite! Is it time for cake yet?
Yep, it’s a kite all right. A Care Bears kite. C’mon, sing it with me, everybody: Who’s that comin’ from somewhere up in the sky….
Here, my birthday girl has managed to convince her father that she’s really ready to fly this thing. She looks like a pro, doesn’t she?
And the next shot in the sequence is, of course, this:
Whoops.
I happened to just be coming out into the yard right as the kite flew into the tree, and I clearly heard my brother-in-law say, “Oh, that’s getable. No problem.” He’s an engineer too.
And they got it down. Because they’re dads. It’s what they do.
