This was the closest thing to a gingerbread house.
The Grove Park itself was decked out in it's Christmas finest, with decorated trees everywhere.
This afternoon we took a walk down the hill and found a birds nest, along with a bright yellow dandelion, which Oliver requested a photo off because, "It's so beautiful, Maemae!"
We said hello to the horses.
And threw rocks into the creek.
Brewier taught Oliver how to crack hickory nuts, and black walnuts, and get the meat out...which Oliver immediately ate.
And while they did that, I updated my craft blog for the first time in two years!