I love where I live in Santa Barbara because we are five minutes from a butterfly preserve. Monarch butterflies come here in droves during the winter and they hang in chandelier like formations from the trees. It's magical. I especially love that we get to see them flying around, stretching their wings on a warm and sunny day. It always encourages me to grab the books: The Crunching Munching continue reading...
Chicka Chicka Jump Jump
I can’t stop my daughter from jumping. It’s like she has springs hidden in her heals. It normally doesn’t bother me, except when I ask her to go somewhere QUICKLY (hopping takes her a while). For the most part it’s endearing, especially since her Dad used to do the same thing when he was a little boy – the need to jump flows through her veins! While we were reading one of our favorite books, continue reading...
Poop, Scat, and Prints – Oh my: How scat helped us appreciate a National Park
We just came back from a trip to a horse ranch (7D Ranch) outside of Cody, Wyoming. My daughter, Lil, was excited when we first walked into our cabin because there were shelves that had a few children’s books right at her eye level. She wanted to read them immediately! I picked the books that I wanted to read, but kept avoiding one in particular: Who Pooped in the Park? The title just put me continue reading...