It's (finally) Eleanor's summer break. Her first year of school went rather well, but was a little hard on her. She is relishing the more relaxed days and the time at home. Today we went to the
Huntington Library. This is an amazing place. The girls and I stayed in the gardens, as I'm not brave enough to wander through galleries with a toddler in tow (at least without Matt). We got there a little before it opened, which was not a problem. Eleanor had a blast with these little flowers that had fallen from nearby trees.
The outside is almost as nice as the inside. We found a bench, had a snack and applied sunscreen. Lots of sunscreen.
Eleanor and Charlotte took the opportunity to draw some pictures. Eleanor is seldom without paper and pen/markers/pencil. She's like Matt in that respect. She's also developing into quite the little artist.
Eleanor is quick to help Charlotte. She even got her dressed this morning. Eleanor had put on the brown skirt, but it was really short on her. I told her she needed leggings or shorts under it. She decided to go with a different shirt option and Charlotte should wear the brown skirt.
They wandered through the bamboo forest. Eleanor said that the bamboo felt like metal. I think because it was cool and smooth.
The girls' favorite part was the lilly pond. This fish kept coming over to say hi to us (and beg for food). Every time Charlotte saw a fish, which was about every two seconds, she would get excited and sign "fish."
There were ducks, geese, fish and some friendly turtles. Both girls loved it. I did too.
This baby duck walked right up to Eleanor's feet. Charlotte kept signing and saying "duck, mommy, baby."
The other favorite part of the gardens is wide open grassy spaces. In the middle of the giant field, Eleanor and Charlotte found a pile of dirt. They played in it until it was time to go and they were both filthy and happy.
Other highlights of the day include sword fighting with sticks with leaves as shields, Charlotte trying to eat something she picked from the desert plants and the sheer joy the girls experienced by running barefoot through the grass (they had both stepped in goose poop).
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