After a morning of beauty treatment (or matching cousin haircuts as the case may be), we dined al fresco at the Golden Arches so as to fully enjoy the ambiance...
in other words, the playground.
A visit to (yet again) the library was enjoyed by all. No shows, just book browsing/reading/checking out and enjoying different computer games.
What would a summer day be without snow cones? Not a good one at all. Lolly went for bubblegum, I chose tigerblood (NOT sugar-free--blood sugar be damned, that was just nasty), and Little Miss finally got to try the one flavor she has been intrigued by since her snow cone adventure started: pickle juice. I knew I was throwing away a buck fifty, but a lesson has been learned.
Pickle juice snow cone = NASTY. Lolly wouldn't even try it, smart kid. I think if the salt factor had been a little less...well, it still would have been NASTY. So I sacrificed my yummy-delicious-full-on-sugar-loaded snow cone...ah, a mama's love.
As if the two girls weren't cute enough, how about some kittens? A dog food stop at the pet shop turned into an hour of furry, feathery, finny adventure.
Then we went to the cemetery.
Not just any ol' cemetery! Texas' smallest state park (it's measured in feet, not acres)--the Elizabeth Crockett memorial. I think they actually enjoyed this the best... gruesome little fiends. They compared flowers (which were the prettiest), grave markers (the Woodsmen of the World ones won handsdown), and obsessively asked me how old each person was when they died (cemetary math, a new teaching tool).
Since the girls are seventh generation Texannes (and that's just as far back as we're sure, all on the maternal line) I'm thinking this may be the beginning of a new project--photographing them at notable Texas sites. We've already got the Alamo, the State Fair...what will be next? The 7G Texas Girls Project--I'll keep you posted.
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