|The Cowgirl demonstrating "bending over backwards"|
We couldn't think of a public place that would bearable.
So we gave up on public places.
We took the girls to the nature center and started out on nice wide paths
I also made the mistake of telling the Cowgirl that if you're ever in a real bind you can eat pine needles. Two seconds later she was chewing.
"You're right," she said. "They're not bad."
Apparently, a "real bind" is the difficult period between brunch and lunch for a nine year old girl.
One trail climbed a hill until it gave us a view of a shallow river and deep ravine. The Cowgirl put her hand in mine and said, "It is so pretty here."
And I was looking at her hair shining in the sun and her cheeks red with the cold and her lips still sappy from gnawing on pine needles and I couldn't help but agree. "It is beautiful."
Happy Thanksgiving to all. I hope your eyes are open to your incredible blessings.