Hazel's mom is a nerd. A BIG nerd. So Hazel got to spend her afternoon at Fort Vancouver with Mom and Heather, learning all about beaver pelts and the Hudson's Bay Trading Company and other really old stuff.
Hazel gears up for an historical afternoon with Clif shots she found in Mom's bike helmet.
This is a container for gun powder. Cool! Hazel exclaimed. Mom warned her that she is not nearly old enough yet to deal with gun powder. She has to be AT LEAST one and a half.
Hazel listened with rapt attention to the presentation about the trading post. Well, not really. She just wanted to give her own presentation, which everyone else was unable to translate since it consisted mainly monosyllabic words.
She definitely grasps the seriousness of killing thousands and thousands of beavers just for their pelts.
Hazel wanted to wear Captain Baillie's hat, but it was unfortunately attached to the wall. Bummer.
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