Let's Go Fly a Kite...Or Not.

So Santa brought Karys a kite and she was sooooo excited.  Before we had a chance to take it out for the inaugural flight, she carried it around the house, took it out to look at it, and even asked to sleep with it at night.  She was thrilled when we told her we could finally take her kite out on a windy day--until she realized that it actually flies really high up in the sky.  She was TERRIFIED that it was going to fly away or something.  Maybe she thought it was like a helium balloon?  Who knows.  Poor thing.  Nothing we said could calm her down or convince her that her kite would be fine.