I wasn't the only one who enjoyed the day at the arboretum. Harper had a pretty good time herself. She liked seeing the flowers, turtles, and coy fish in the ponds. She liked walking up and down on the bridges and high-stepping in the grass. But what did Harper enjoy most about our day there? The gravel. She was especially perplexed by the paved paths. She could see the little tiny stones, but, darn it, couldn't pick them up.
She sure tried!
Eventually we found one large rock that Harper could carry around. When I was ready to move faster, I plopped her back in the stroller and she banged away on the tray, happy as could be. As long I let her hold the rock, she even deigned to sit still and be photographed amid the spring splendor.
Awwwww. . .
So, if you're keeping track, Harper likes animals and slides. But she loves dirt, mulch, wood chips, and rocks of all sizes. Maybe I'm raising a landscape architect? Geologist? Sculptor of natural materials? Stay tuned.