February 2006 -- I
Ursula sleds (I think the "3-2-1 blastoff!" at the top is too quiet to hear).
Ursula proclaimed that she was the king. With a box for a crown, a blanket for a cape, and a ruler for a sceptor ("Mommy? What does the king call that stick he has?") she is all set.
Ursula hitches a ride.
Swinging with Ursula is always a wild ride.
Ursula takes the kitty for a piggy back ride. (I told this poor kitty that it is her responsibility to run away if she does not want to participate.)
I think this was supposed to be a sleepover.
Astrid went to an international tea with her Girl Scouts, and got to put on a traditional Korean hat.