On a sunny summer day, Wesley, at just one year old, tasted his first shot at flying - not as a bird, but as a fearless kite flyer. Dressed in his charming little baseball cap and gloves, our tiny adventurer seemed ready to conquer the sky. This tangible moment, amid the luscious grass and an enticing park backdrop, encapsulates the pure joy of childhood amplified by the quintessential innocence of play.