The Presidents

So, Odessa really likes to memorize things lately.  I don’t know why, but she gets a kick out of hearing something and repeating it back.  Some of you have heard how I taught her part of the Gettysburg Address last year.  Last March, I taught her all the US Presidents. We’d learn three a day or so, but every day she’d be asking for more. Anyway, here is a video of her reciting the presidents in 44 seconds:

If you enjoyed that, here is a sample of the numerous outtakes we had before she did them all through:

That part with her saying she needs to think about it is because at one point she was having trouble staying focused, after all she is a three year old.  I told her to just calm down and think about it. Well she apparently took that very seriously. At that point she looks like she’s not enjoying it, but the truth is she really loves doing these things(or perhaps it is the attention she gets while doing them). I don’t want anyone to think I’m forcing her to learn this or anything.

Colorado

Serena and I recently returned from a trip to Colorado. We were very generously allowed the option to make use of the same cabin we stayed at last July, and this act of kindness is essentially the reason our trip was even possible.

We drove, which presented a rather formidible problem: we’d have to traverse the very depths of Nebraska. I have no love for Nebraska or its copious flat farmland, where I have to assume the only crop they produce is despair. The soil there is very fertile and the harvests are always plentiful. I can write this fearless of reprisals from bitter mobs of Nebraskan loyalists because I know they’ll never read it as there are no computers in that state.

We braved the toils of the open road and made it to Colorado. We had a very nice time and no one woke up crying in the middle of the night. In addition to hiking and visiting towns and such, we also had dinner with Serena’s aunt and uncle, who live in the area. There is a very hilarious story involving flowers, water, a car horn, and my crotch, but we’ll just leave it at that for now.