


Pip Rabbit’s green pinwheel whirred. The breeze was ready. Nick held the kite-line reel safely in both paws. The kite was ready too. Only Mama and Baby Cosmo had not arrived for its very first flight.

Aurelia tied one narrow coral ribbon to the kite’s tail for Mama. The path stayed empty. “One more for Cosmo?” she asked. Nick agreed to one more decoration. Aurelia tied one narrow blue ribbon beside it. From the spectator spot, Pip held up two paws. “Two ribbons.”

The path was still empty. At the safe staging spot, Aurelia tied a silver loop below the two ribbons. It flashed like a fish. “Three decorations,” Pip said. “A loop is not a ribbon,” said Aurelia. Pip nodded. “No. It is still a decoration.”

Three scraps became one bundle low on the tail. “One bundle.” Pip studied it. “Three pieces. One knot. One bundle.” Nick checked the streamer. “Decorating is finished. We can wait with the kite, or fly before Mama comes.” Aurelia chose to wait and watched the path.

Then Mama appeared on the distant path. Aurelia wanted Mama’s first look to be grand. At the safe staging spot, she clipped one enormous yellow bow low on the tail. Nick saw it. “Nothing else goes on the kite,” he said, just as calmly as before. Pip blinked. “The kite is wearing the picnic.”

Mama parked Cosmo’s carriage at the spectator spot, safely beyond the launch strip, set the brake, and kept it within arm’s reach. She knelt beside Aurelia and touched the coral ribbon. “You saved me a place on the kite.” Aurelia beamed. Mama had to see the whole magnificent tail fly.

Aurelia held the reel beside Cosmo’s braked carriage. Mama kept one paw on the carriage. Pip stood behind them. For one controlled test, Nick released the kite down the clear strip. The streamer dragged. The bow caught. The kite hopped once and fell flat. Nobody spoke. Pip’s pinwheel kept spinning.

Aurelia looked at the spinning pinwheel, the flat kite, and Mama beside her. At the staging spot, with the line slack and the kite flat, Aurelia unclipped the enormous yellow bow and untied the bundled streamer. Mama stayed beside her, quiet and close.

Last came the silver loop. Aurelia untied it and held it against the kite once more. It flashed like a fish. She almost tied it back. Then she folded it carefully into the craft bag. Only the two narrow family ribbons remained.

Beside Cosmo’s braked carriage, Mama steadied the reel with Aurelia. Pip watched from behind them. Nick released the lighter kite. With the heavy decorations gone, it climbed. Mama let Aurelia fly it herself. The two family ribbons lifted high. Aurelia leaned against Mama.