Monday, April 4, 2011


Sara Beth has been exceptionally well behaved these past weeks. To further encourage this good behavior, Heather talked me into purchasing a animal vet box for Sara Beth. Typically, I feel that providing a roof over Sara Beth's head is reward enough, but Heater did make a convincing argument. So now, instead of trying to carry the real cat carrier around the house, she will lug her kid sized puppy carrier around. She absolutely loves it.

Sara Beth, this week, has started singing some of the words to "Frosty the Snowman" but to the tune of "Old McDonald." From the back seat of the van words will emerge: "with a corn cob pipe, and a button nose, e-i-e-i-o."

This weekend we went to Dinosaur Valley State Park, two hours south east of our house. It was the first fun adventure we have taken in quite a while, and Sara Beth absolutely loved it. We took off our shoes and walked in the river. I pointed out the fossilized footprints to Sara Beth.

It was quite a workout. The river bed was rather slick, and so, ever five seconds or so, Sara Beth would loose her footing, and I would be holding up 35 pounds of weight at arms length, preventing her from going below the water. She would regain her footing, and we would go on to look at the next waterfall or rock. I think Sara Beth cared for splashing about in the water more than the dinosaur foot prints. And though the park regulations strictly forbid "disturbing the rocks," I think we may have moved some of the rocks as we were stepping on them.

Grandma and Grandpa came with us as well. We sat down and had lunch at a park bench. Within 30 seconds of beginning to eat, Sara Beth had dropped her sandwich in the dirt. Without even pausing, she grabbed mine and began to eat that one instead. Fortunately, Heather was willing to share hers with me.

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