On Sunday before the big storm, Bluet and I headed to the park. I thought I'd let her run off a little into the trees and explore. Of course, she immediately found what I thought was a mole hill. As I started to explain what a mole hill was, she reached down to prod it, and I realised it was not a mole hill, but an ant hill. I had never seen such a thing. By this point her and my feet were covered in ants. Then they started to bite. I took Bluet's shoes off to brush off the nasty ants, and she was very brave and didn't cry, just said 'yucky'. Then the storm clouds rolled in and we headed home. So both Bluet and I learned about fire ants. They are not my favourite animal.
As it rained, Bluet discovered rainbows, from some stickers she has. She calls them 'wee-mows' and they may soon rival the moon for sheer excitement. Then later we went to the children's museum (a brisk 10 minute walk away), where Bluet learned to drive.
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| Off to find some fire ants |
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| Back home, sheltering from the storm |
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| Learning to drive |
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| Playing with the water features at the Children's Museum |
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