This morning, Juildeen and I went to the Environmental Education Center and park in Chandler.
She is getting so tall and thin!
|the cacti are growing new bits!|
There's a lake with ducks and fish.
We walked all the way around the little late.
The inside of the building had some great displays.
|they had coyote fur, rabbit fur, and casts of feet of different animals|
Some scorpions in aquaria
|did you know they glow under black light?|
I am holding the black light flashlight to make this scorpion glow
They had a neat solar system mobile hanging from the ceiling.
There's a neat solar system walk around the lake, too, where each foot equals a certain number of miles (LOTS of miles!) and the planets are spaced at appropriate distances around the lake.
Here's the sun!
There also was a cool handout we used to play BINGO as we walked around the park.
We didn't see animal tracks or a sundial.
I saw a recycling sign, but Juildeen didn't, so we didn't check it off.
Someone paining a picture wasn't on the BINGO list, but it should have been!
Here's the first fish we saw . . .
a sad, unlive catfish.
We did see some other LIVE fish - teeny little minnows!
Here is a Coot, also called a Mudhen.
Desert Mallow, blooming:
A wonderful RED cactus!
A beautiful cactus flower on the red cactus:
Look who's poking around inside!
We saw a hawk circling and swooping down to hunt fish.
We also found a waterfall!
This hummingbird posed for us in the midst of eating from honeysuckle flowers:
Then we saw two cute little quail. I think they are adorable!
After our walk at the park, we went to In-N-Out Burger for lunch.
And because tomorrow is Juildeen's Grandma's birthday, we stopped at Target for some presents.
We bought her a statement necklace (in pink and coral, because Juildeen said that was her favorite color), some flowers, and a card.
I bought Juildeen some sassy studded sunglasses and a lipgloss as an early birthday present
(she turns 13 in April!)
No sun headaches with these babies!
And here's your portion of cuteness for the day - Bjarne sleeping . . .