I was in charge of Eve's preschool today so we met at a park on the Potomac and read about Pocahontas and the Indians of Virginia. After we finished the story Eve wanted to be Pocahontas, of course, and decided that Oak should be John Smith. Here she is saving his life.
Here's Eve's buddy River. The toughest kid you'll ever meet and always barefoot.
Raised in a small South Dakota mining town where he learned the value of a sturdy pickaxe and native tubers, Scott is a man's man who knows the meaning of the word testosterone. Apart from devouring freshly slain beasts of the forest, Scott enjoys sharpening his tools, lifting heavy objects, and throwing a ball at a hoop suspended ten feet off of the ground. He also enjoys Romantic Era poetry and Italian cooking.
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