Went back with the kids today. One of the boys was showing off when we got (back) to the house after walking the full circle on the trail. The hen he was after was like "Whatever" and scurried away. I think this hen's look was telling as well: Some more of the boys:
Some of the kids there Daughter was playing coy, which was better than her diva role. Son: Down by the river from the trail:
So your daughter has a Diva side too... I thought I was the only one so cursed. Mine's 7, and when she decides she's the boss, God help everyone else in the area! (of course, when she's done she comes over and sits on Daddy's lap, kisses his cheek, and says she loves him...I'd be willing to bet yours does the same!) Oh...to keep on topic - the pictures are pretty great, too! Isn't it amazing how you can now see individual hairs and feathers with a digital camera? Amazing! I have a picture from Natalie's dance recital last year, taken in the dark theater, from about 75 feet away...and you can pick out the individual hair hanging in her face.
