We were wrong. We were so very wrong. We were the first group to ever have a field trip to the lake, and those people do not know how to do field trips. We sat on this windy, freezing cold hill for the entire morning while the woman pointed out different species of grass and leaves and other stuff no one should care about. And especially ten-year-olds don't care about.
We were so cold that for a while, Max and I were lying down to get out of the wind, and I was warming him up with my hair.
Hours later...still sitting on the hill. For about half an hour, I had my group move to the side and we pretended to eat poisonous plants, and then we pretended to be dead. It was probably the highlight of the trip.
Honestly, it's a beautiful lake, but that field trip was torture. Oh, and after lunch they had the kids spend almost an hour weeding a field. Really! They made them pull weeds, and if they didn't get the roots out they had to go get a park worker who would come dig the root out with a shovel for them. Such fun.
And just because she's so cute...here's Corina on our playground.