Charlotte apparently believes in an aggressive offensive strategy. She was tossing a soft football and said, "Don't kick it, Mummy. It's a football!" I initially thought: guess she isn't British. Next: hmmm, maybe not a sports fan at all. Finally: if there was ever a child who wasn't willing to take the easy penalty point, but preferred to run for two, it would be Charlotte.
We've had a lovely late December, and 2012 is off to a good start. Aunt Nancy and Uncle Ted visited last Thursday, and we enjoyed seeing them.
We visited the NC Zoo on Saturday. Although we were disappointed that the polar bear exhibit and Kidspace were being renovated (and wouldn't be open until 2013), there was still quite a bit to see. Charlotte loved the gorillas (and did a good imitation of their walk). Louise saw some ostriches (after Granny pointed them out to her). Claire liked the giraffes.
Today we walked around Ayr Mount. I say "walked." Louise alternately ran and walked to maintain her status as "leader." Charlotte galloped, fell, and walked. Princess Claire allowed Daddy (and only Daddy) to push her in the stroller.