Darcy, as regular readers of this blog know, goes through phases. And they seem to be cyclical. She started her obsessive loves with the Wright Brothers, moved onto fish, then fairies, then back to the Wright Brothers. We went through another fairy-phase and we are now firmly in the grasp of the ocean again.
We read book after book about sharks, whales, dolphins, and the ocean. She could probably recite The Blue Planet -- a documentary series narrated by Richard Attenborough. One of her shark books rates sharks according to their dangerousness on a scale of zero to five jaws. Darcy likes this concept. Before we headed off to the Aquarium of the Pacific, Darcy made a shark chart so we could all be aware:
Although not to scale (the smallest shark, seen almost riding the great white in the top right, is actually a whale shark -- zero jaws of dangerousness and the largest shark in the world) and with perhaps slightly exaggerated lower jaws, this is a great tool if you ever encounter a tiger shark, blue shart, basking shark, whale shark, or great white.
Darcy's other great love is, apparently, sun bathing. Michael was gone for a week at Lava Beds National Monument (Darcy's principal asked her if he took his lava pillow with him). While he was gone, Darcy's after-school teachers told me that she was really tired one day when I picked her up. So tired, they said, that she had lain down on the pavement in the playground. I was surprised, because I knew she had had two great nights of sleep. When we got home, Michael called to say hi. What was your favorite part of the day, he asked. Darcy said, "Oh, Dad. I lay down on the ground in the sun!" So much for being so tired. And it's not a one-time thing. Here she is lying on our driveway in the sun:
It's a little hard to see her, but she's just across the shade/sun line to the left of the truck. It's a hobby.
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If you click on the picture of the truck, you can see her much more clearly!
hmmm. interesting interpretation of "hobby," shorter sister. i'm glad to know about the shark degrees of dangerousness; there are occasional attacks on the nc coast, and who knows when we might actually go there?
i'm amazed at how straight darcy's hair is now--and long, too! long enough for pigtails, oh my.
Is it sick and wrong of me that my favorite part of this post (with an appreciative nod as well to "lava pillow") is your use of "had lain"?
So you don't think lying in the sun is a hobby, sister? Her hair's straightness is still very weather-dependent. I suspect that Darcy would be willing to make you a NC-specific shark chart if you need one.
I don't think it's sick and wrong, Gretel. Curious and amusing, perhaps?
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