It was such a perfect kite-flying day, Tilly had been looking out the window and wishing for it for weeks. Not a school day. No rain. The right wind. Adam at the helm. Perfect.
It was all going so well until that very last shot which is when Henry let go of the kite and it (thankfully) snagged on the electric fence.
The bar has been set high. I'm not sure Tilly will ever find another man who will unhesitatingly take hold of a kite tangled in an electric fence and untie it for her. It has to be downhill from there, baby girl.