Sorry for the lack of entries due to Thanksgiving lethargy and a lack of usable WiFi at Mississippi libraries. We’ve post-dated a few entries below. Check ‘em out!
Yesterday in Vicksburg, Elise bought herself a paper doll book of Robert E. Lee and his family. She spent most of today’s car trip to Ruston, LA cutting out all of the figures and clothes. My experience of Elise is that she does not like paper dolls. We have tried paper dolls a few times and she tends to lose interest in them before they are all cut out. This particular variety drives me crazy. Instead of being perforated, they require you to cut out everything. I helped Elise cut but she is quicker than I am and now her knuckles are sore from holding the scissors. We just need Bobby to make some stands for the dolls using the scraps (because, of course, they don’t provide them) and then we can actually play with them!
We arrived at Lincoln Parish Park this afternoon around 4:15 and already love it. Our site is on a small rise above the lake. Looking out our door, all we see is lake and woods. Perfect. There is a bike path that goes around the lake and a hiking trail through the woods that we plan to explore in the next few days.
Campgrounds, and the towns they are in, generally fall into one of two categories for me. One is a place where we have things to do — people to visit, some touristy thing to see, etc. The other is where the campground is the destination. There’s really nothing else to do but enjoy where we are and relax. This campground is the second kind. We need to run a few errands and do some laundry, but those are pretty much our only goals.
We need to have school, too. School on the road is tough. Yesterday we went to Vicksburg, which was an educational event in its own right. Elise earned yet another Junior Ranger badge. Today we took it easy in the morning — played on the coolest playground any of us have ever seen — and then drove here to Ruston. Sometimes Elise does school work in the car (reading mostly), but not all the time. So finding time for school is harder than I thought it would be. If I can get in a few days a week, I’m happy. But it doesn’t always work out that way. Oh, well. We’ll do the best we can and go from there!
