Picnic on the Farm

The day after our big maple syrup day, Grandpa Charles loaded up our family and Jonathan (a visiting cousin) on the hay wagon and we headed up on top of a big hill for a picnic.  We had a bumpy ride up the hill, but once there, we set up camp and had a lot of fun. 

The weather was beautiful not quite windy enough to fly our kites but we tried and had some success.  Poor Grant just ran and ran back and forth to get that kite up.  He'd run one way as fast as he could and then the kite would start to dive and we'd all yell, "run the other way, go, go" and he'd turn around and run the other way.

 We even set off a rocket!

It was a perfect afternoon, nevermind the bathroom run to the woods, the unforseen rocket repair, and the tangled kite strings....perfect :o)