Buffalo River

We are leaving in just a few minutes to canoe the Buffalo River all day.

At breakfast last Saturday, I said, "This time next week we'll all be in canoes on the Buffalo River." Caris (5) said quite seriously, "Mom, since it's called the Buffalo River, does that mean there will be lots of buffaloes in it?"

We had to explain how things have proper names. Our street that's named Ellen just like her middle name and such.

Then, yesterday, out of the blue (guess she'd still been mulling it over for awhile), Caris exclaimed, "OH! I know why it's called the Buffalo River! It will probably feel like a lot of buffaloes are pushing our canoes down the river."

I love that kid!