One thing that is missing when I share a blog post every couple of weeks is all of the ordinary moments and little details that make up our lives. Those are my favorite bits. Those seemingly insignificant moments make up a life, not just the grand outings and the planned activities.
I'm getting a little better. Here's only four days worth of pictures.
Of course we had to read about what makes Mexican jumping beans, well, jump. Apparently, small moths that are native to Mexico lay their eggs on a shrub (Sebastiania pavoniana). When the larva hatches, it eats away at the inside of the seed pod that it inhabits. As it eats and spins its cocoon, the weight of its body causes the small seed to jump around. If a moth successfully hatches form the little beans we can safely release it. Camille has named her three, Salta, Violeta, and Pequeno.
Lucky me. I was invited to attend the royal tea party as long as I was adorned with jewelry. They dolled me up. There was a fruit platter, sliced tomatoes, hard boiled eggs, tomato pesto salad, and clover and mint tea.
Then it was time to take Camille to the public school for band class. During the 45-minute class, Sylvia, Ayla, and I sat at the park in the sunshine and finished reading The Ordinary Princess because it was due back at the library that day. After class and a quick library visit, we brought one of Camille's friends home with us for a sleepover and although Camille had opted out of the royal tea party earlier in the day, her and her friend proved that they weren't too old for dress-up shenanigans. Never too old, right?
I was not close enough to get a clear photo of the crane that we saw, but here is a photo from the refuge of two of the four chicks that were being released that day.
Photo Credit: USFWS/Kara Zwickey
Although we didn't get a chance to help with duck banding, it turned into a really wonderful experience, with other animal sightings as well, and a generous guide who shared photos and stories from some of his other wildlife research experience. He also helped this little painted turtle out of the road to safety. :)
It's hard to tell the scale in a photo, but this whooping crane egg was about twice as long as our chicken and duck eggs.
After leaving the wildlife refuge, another of Camille's friends came home with us for a few hours and the girls headed out into the woods down the hill from our house for awhile. I harvested some random veggies form the garden, and all of the girls settled in to watch Anastasia on Netflix. We talked a little bit about which parts of that story might be true and which are pure legend.
Later in the evening, Camille and I decided that spying on penguins for science seemed like a good idea. We registered for Penguin Watch, a volunteer citizen science project to help count and catalog adult penguins, chicks, and eggs for research. I bounced back and forth between penguin counting and putting together puzzles and being silly with Sylvia and Ayla.
Camille finished the blanket in time for an-all ages Girl Scout meeting. Her group made quite a few of the blankets to give to cancer patients while they were in the hospital for extra comfort. This was their final project to finish the Junior Bronze Award.
Phew! It'll be a bright and busy one tomorrow, so I'd better go make room in my bed where all three of the girls fell asleep. The cover-stealing and occasional errant elbow are well worth it for the serious sister-pile-snuggle-up that awaits me in there. Good night, all.