Pioneer Day

We strolled on down to Pioneer Day today in downtown Grove Hill. Sadly enough, in my 10 years here, I don't think I've ever gone before. We didn't get a chance to really stop and listen and learn with a 20 month old. Turner did get to make an Indian headband and got a football painted on his hand (he wouldn't let them do it on his face) while I made him a wooden bead necklace. He was fascinated by the animal skulls and petted a few animals at the "zoo". Instead of stenciling or doing leaf rubs like the other children, he used the markers to color his own abstract picture. The question everyone asked was "What happened to his nose?" Yesterday at school when he was wearing his costume, we said the tiger attacked. But today we just admitted that the toy car at daycare dumped him out on the pavement. He must have enjoyed himself because he was so worn out on the ride home that he couldn't keep his eyes open. This evening, we'll don the costume again for the actual night of trick or treating. That boy has already gotten so much candy and junk as it is though. He's never seen so many lollipops in so short a time period. Thanks go out to those that have given him fruit snacks and things a little healthier. Arthur took pics of Turner this morning, but I haven't looked at them yet. I'm sure there's something we can post later of him checking out his first Pioneer Day.