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Water Creatures

Mommy and Bug had MLK day off so we headed to the aquarium for a play date with Auntie Elisa!

Little girl, big tank.



Introducing Duck to the penguins.



Telling Auntie Elisa all about ducks.




First time touching water creatures.  Gross.  So glad Auntie Elisa was there because Mommy does not do water creatures.

Telling Auntie Elisa the colors of every fish- mainly the yellow ones. :)  She's really good at yellow.

Mr. Polar Bear did not go over well.

Get comfy.  Break time.

As the 3 hour play date came to an end, there was a slight mini-meltdown that lasted all, but 2 minutes.  That's an improvement.  Laying in the pavement is not an improvement. After Daddy saw this picture later that night, Mommy got in trouble for letting Bug take Duck to bed.

Oh, a meltdown?  Nothing a few bubbles can't fix.

WARNING:  Do NOT eat bubbles.

Dude, that is NOT the way to win her over.

As soon as I put Bug in her car seat she was OUT.  I didn't even have to move the car!  Huh.  I should have just given her a nap in there.  

Bug asked that I take some photos of her.  No, really.  She literally handed me my camera, put the pillow down, sat on it, and said, "cheese!"
Modeling makes you VERY thirsty.  Obviously.  One shot and already in need of a water break.

Shaking Duck to death.  Thank goodness he's not real.  :/

The cat on the other hand is real and as of late, has been Bug's primary target.  Run, McKayla!

I'm pretty impressed with how much more information Bug was able to take in on this trip to the aquarium.  She is getting so good at her colors and walked around saying "pish" (fish) and "duck" (penguin/birds) the entire time.  There were moments in the day she missed Daddy and kept looking to see if he was there, but all in all a pretty good day and a VERY GOOD NIGHT'S SLEEP!

God Bless,
Kat

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