So, this past weekend, because we were going stir-crazy stuck in the house with a 15-month toddler in the middle of winter because we are striving to engender the love of literacy at a young age in our child, we opted to take little Will to the library to meet Clifford the Big, Red Dog. (not sure if commas are a part of his title...if they are, is that considered an Oxford comma? I'm not sure...but I've definitely been obsessed with that punctuative article ever since I fell in love with Vampire Weekend. On a side note, did you know that punctuative is a word? Oh, I love the English language, it's splendid!).
Anyways, apparently this year is the 50th anniversary of the invention of this captivating canine character (Oh, I love the thesaurus!), so we went attired in our bells and whistles. Here are a few photos of the incredibly exciting event. |
| Sitting with the other kids like a big boy, engrossed with rapt attention |
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| Seeking reassurance that mommy and daddy are still present |
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| Must not have gotten the memo that it was time to stand |
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| Missed another memo that walking up to children and touching their faces is not an acceptable social practice |
I'll admit, I was as pleased and proud as could be when he did not dissolve into frightened tears the moment he got close to Clifford.
That makes one out of the three of us who is not terrified of large, stuffed, inanimate beings.
In all, it was a great little weekend diversion...made greater by the fact that it was "free". In case you were wondering, yes, we definitely think that it vindicates the thousands of tax dollars we pay.
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| I've started to perfect the rare art form of cheesy toddler smiling |
