We then moved on to Moby Dick. I was surprised as heck when Libby was spellbound by it and at the end said "wowwwww" in a breathless whisper. Although I should probably credit my own storytelling abilities because each book only has about 5 words.
I guess you know you are in rural Oregon when one of the children's activities is fishing for trout. And if they catch one they get to keep it - a volunteer kills and preps it and then bags it for the tot. I was kind of relieved when Libby didn't catch one.
See Mike and Mae in the background |
The volunteers supervising the bounce houses were impressed with Libby's stamina. She only chose the bounce houses that had slides attached, and she just wanted to slide. In the house, up the stairs, down the slide, and back in again as fast as she could. She ended up being the talk of the play area. I told everyone yes, she can not sit still for 2 seconds to save her life, and I know this because I have to comb her hair.
Speaking of which I think we may cut her hair back to Shirley Temple short, simply because her curly hair is hard to maintain and she can't do it herself...
now, with 2 ponytails |
At 22 months old |
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