Daddy took us to the Colorado History Museum today for a father-daughter's date. We thought it was a good idea to try out a new place we've never been. The first thing we did was play on the bean bag chairs in the lobby. We could have been content just playing on them all day. We were running and jumping and yelling the bean bag chair color as we jumped on them. Well Sloaney just kept on saying "Yellow", no matter the actual color
Here you can see us practicing our bean bag interpreted dance routine.
Daddy always wanted to get a picture in front of the Colorado
State sign, too bad this one isn't the real one...Or is it?
We love Daddy!
Then I wanted to take a picture in front of this window.
Daddy thought this was interesting and
one of the few things he was able to read.
Luis the Pica! (This little guy looked like
my stuffed animal, Luis the Pica)
We tried to tricked Mommy into thinking we were in Breckenridge.
She wasn't fooled.
(she did point out that my boots were on the wrong feet - minor detail)!
Daddy was excited to see the Colorado beer, but
we didn't let him take time to read about beer.
I was ready to relax on the front porch, while Sayler was in the
kitchen cooking lunch.
This was a model of a Japanese internment camp during WWII.
We were waiting for the chickens to lay eggs. Once we had a basket full,
we got to sell them to the general store.
There was a cool tornado slide in the barn from
the hay loft.
Of course we played on the bean bag chairs before we left.
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