Ten days ago (10) Aurora rode her first elephant. She also had her first pony ride, ate her first cotton candy, tasted her first soda, and watched her first circus. Thanks, Baraboo, Wisconsin.
The next day (9) we went canoeing and watched the clouds roll across the sky above Lake Wingra. Aurora paddled—with my help.
The following day (8) we rode a train and a carousel at the zoo. We fed goats and watched wallabies. “Hop. Hop. Up and down. Hop.”
(7) Tomato picking
(6) Zoo, take two
(5) Hours reading books on the floor of Barnes and Noble
(4) Birthday
(3) Nature walk to see butterflies and bees harvest nectar from the prairie’s purple thistle flowers
(2) Pool party
Today (1) we watched a chicken lay an egg. We built a fort. We colored with crayons and colored with light. We spun wooden beetles round and round—and then put them all back horizontally, because Aurora is orderly like that.
At some point during this string of adventures, I thought to myself, “Geez, Aurora is going to grow up thinking it is normal to go riding on elephants one day and on a nature hike the next.” In the very next moment I thought, “I sure hope so.”
