Here Deer

We spent our Saturday afternoon walking through the trails at Clifton French Park. It's a huge park preserve area with trails so wooded you woudn't think you were still in the city if you didn't know it. In the past we've seen deer through there and were hoping we'd come across one this time also. Well, Trav pretty much ruined any chance of that though. He told Bree we were looking for deer in the woods and that she needed to say "Here deer, here deer" to make them come. So, Brianna walked through the woods yelling "HERE DEER!" Surprisingly, the deer seemed unresponsive...we didn't see any deer on our walk. But, Brianna had a great time finding and picking wild "fowders." She would find one and say "nudder fowder Mommy, nudder one" (Another flower Mommy, another one). She climbed up and sat on an old tree stump and several large rocks as well, and spent quite a while walking with a giant walking stick her daddy had given her. We left with Bree clutching the treasures she had found on the trail: a pine cone, a huge dandelion, and a small dried up snail shell.