Jon and I went on a field trip with Moira yesterday to Nez Perce Historical Park. It rained, but it was fun. We got to throw spears at a picture of a bear with something called an atlatl (pronounced attle-attle). We also went to the museum and made memory strings.

Moira spent the night at a friend's house out near Robinson Park. She came home sunburnt and with a frog. Apparently, they went frog hunting and she assured me she brought home the smallest one. We took it to Paradise Creek and let it go free. She said it looked happy.