Having a parachute also is a task of finding enough people to hold the ends of the parachute while others take their turns running under it.
Or over the top of it.
Or wanting to be encircled in it.
I would't have had the idea of curling up at the middle of the parachute and then having its ends twisted until I was wrapped in a little ball. I felt like we were doing the Maypole tree but in reverse, that is from the ground up, not the top down.
Everyone except Betty who wanted to take a flying run across it, though who knows why.
A great toy.
I am looking forward to more spring fun with our parachute!