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November 8, 2007 / 10:05 PM

First off, I didn't mean to sound quite so maudlin. I know how lucky I am, most days. And I work on knowing it the rest of the days.

Anyway, it's all good because we are curently on vacation. Josie loves whales and sharks and dolphins, and so it was back to Florida for us. We're having a really nice time, too. It has been a low key, early to bed, late to rise sort of trip, which was exactly what all of us needed.

Tomorrow we are headed BACK to Sea World becuase Josie can't stop chattering on about the whales. Only I would have a toddler who would make me feel guilty for forcing Disney World on her, when she could be happily staring at sharks.

Posted by: Suzie
File under: On The Road Again
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No...it's because Josie is so extraordinarily gifted and wonderful that she sees past the hype and understands that the whales NEED her.

Posted by daisy
November 9, 2007 08:53 AM

Toddlers can get really fixated on one thing for a while, and get equally fixated on something else.

Last year, my nephew was heavily into tractors and trains. Anything with an engine.

This year, it's anything that has to do with The Lion King or The Jungle Book. Suddenly, colorful animals are his big thing.

But whales - that's a really neat fixation. And you're sure going to see more of them at Sea World than in Pennsylvania.

Posted by Laurie Mann
November 9, 2007 10:44 AM

Not Disney World AGAIN. Why are you torturing her with Mickey? WHY?

Your pictures are making me want to go to Disney World.

Posted by statia
November 9, 2007 10:35 PM


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