Joanna: We're not having eggs for breakfast again are we?
Me: No, we're having waffles.
Joanna: I want pancakes.
Me: I don't know how to make pancakes.
Joanna: Well I'll tell you. It's easy. You take the things you like and mix them up together. Then you cook them, then take out the things you don't like.
And for curious minds, we had waffles, which she helped mix and pour, and declared "almost as good as pancakes."
Joanna: This time I want you to be the Prince.
Bobby: Oh boy. I'm glad I get to be the handsome Prince.
Joanna: No, you're not handsome. You're a dirty Prince.
Overhead at Bentonville from a Confederate re-enactor, talking to a group of young boys:
I always die in battle, and I try to die early on. These uniforms are hot and the smoke and dust gets to you, so as soon as we hear the first crack me and my buddies fall down so we don't have to run anymore.
Female re-enactors smoking, wearing fancy earrings, talking on cell phones, and taking pictures with digital pictures. Really girls, if you're donning period era costumes, shouldn't you use period era accessories?
And from young boys not realizing the seriousness of the situation when an ambulance pulled alongside the field and the battle "stopped" :
Guess they're picking up the dead.
But I thought they used horse-drawn wagons for that!
Maybe they couldn't find enough horses, either. (Their previous discussion had been how hundreds of re-enactors weren't enough when each side was supposed to have thousands of soldiers during the original battle.)
And from Joanna when her nose started running: Mom! My nose is coming off!
Me: No, we're having waffles.
Joanna: I want pancakes.
Me: I don't know how to make pancakes.
Joanna: Well I'll tell you. It's easy. You take the things you like and mix them up together. Then you cook them, then take out the things you don't like.
And for curious minds, we had waffles, which she helped mix and pour, and declared "almost as good as pancakes."
Joanna: This time I want you to be the Prince.
Bobby: Oh boy. I'm glad I get to be the handsome Prince.
Joanna: No, you're not handsome. You're a dirty Prince.
Overhead at Bentonville from a Confederate re-enactor, talking to a group of young boys:
I always die in battle, and I try to die early on. These uniforms are hot and the smoke and dust gets to you, so as soon as we hear the first crack me and my buddies fall down so we don't have to run anymore.
Female re-enactors smoking, wearing fancy earrings, talking on cell phones, and taking pictures with digital pictures. Really girls, if you're donning period era costumes, shouldn't you use period era accessories?
And from young boys not realizing the seriousness of the situation when an ambulance pulled alongside the field and the battle "stopped" :
Guess they're picking up the dead.
But I thought they used horse-drawn wagons for that!
Maybe they couldn't find enough horses, either. (Their previous discussion had been how hundreds of re-enactors weren't enough when each side was supposed to have thousands of soldiers during the original battle.)
And from Joanna when her nose started running: Mom! My nose is coming off!
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And no, the kids were not burned- Skye looked like it for awhile but had just gotten really flushed. I was so relieved b/c with her red hair I am afraid she is going to get burnt to a crisp one of these days!