She was often quite pleased with her placements.
She also tried to steal the peanut butter and drug her coat through the dirt the entire weekend.
The Barker campsite was across the river from a train track. Oh the joy of seeing a train so close! Hazel is in love with trains and demands to read her "choo choo book" several times a day (though she has it memorized and at this point, can just read it to herself).
At one point, when Mom and Dad were treating her cruelly and finally took the peanut butter away and made her eat real food, Hazel attempted to call Grandma and Grandpa to plead her case. Unfortunately, no one was on the other end of the line since Hazel chose the wrong tool for the job.
On Sunday, Hazel directed Mom and Dad to take her to White River Falls "NOW!" So they did.
Amidst examining the river and demanding to be let "OUT!", Hazel and Dad checked out the whole power house located on the river. They were equally fascinated.
To top it off, everyone went to the French bakery in The Dalles. This was Hazel's only calm moment. Apparently, she doesn't like the French, so everyone ate outside instead where only Mom and Dad got to enjoy Hazel's tantrum.
French bakery tantrums aside, Mom and Dad realized that Hazel spends almost every weekend outside and that she knows more about dirt and water and snow and rocks than she will ever know about television or video games or stupid cartoon characters. This is one rad chick. The future better watch out.
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