Colonial Williamsburg, Cold and a Little Crunchy

Michaela had the map. And she looks like she had a mission, too.

I hadn't caught up with them yet, but they had decided from the beginning to head straight for the hot chocolate. 

It was colder than we anticipated! And I think it dropped ten degrees while we were walking down Duke of Gloucester Street. 

It was a great day to be in Colonial Williamsburg, though, because there were a large number of goode folke dressed in period clothing and willing to speak of their cause.

The kids thought it was fun to see the costumes, but they were very diligent in their pursuit of a warm beverage.

Along with our hot cocoa, we partook of some tasty baked goodies. We handed the kids their cookies, and also passed out Grandma and Grandpa's cookies. Grandma took a bite and cried out,"I saw Christian's chocolate chip cookie, and it looked so good that I picked one out, but I picked out the wrong kind! This is raisin! Blech!" She had already taken a bite. Grandpa said,"Well, I got raisin, too...," and he held up his cookie, still in the package. I could see that he had Grandma's chocolate chip cookie. I switched their cookies for them.

Grandma thought it was funny, but Grandpa was a little indignant that someone took a bite of his treat. (And didn't even like it.)

Once the dessert debacle was resolved, cookie-eating commenced again.

I must let you know, however, that Grandma was not completely satisfied. Her cookie was quite crunchy, more so than she would have liked it to be. She ate it anyway, because we know that "You get what you get, and you don't throw a fit."

Little Eliana ate her giant cookie and held her lovely, warm hot chocolate and thawed out with the rest of us. 

After our treat, we made our way up the street so that the kids could put themselves in the stocks. 

Well, Eliana had a little help. I think they had a little too much fun with this. The idea of public humiliation was quite lost on them. 

In fact, they wanted me to continue to take pictures of them, but I had to stop because other people were waiting to stick their necks in the blocks. 

The temperature continued to drop, but that did not stop us from heading to the little market area.

Christian really wanted a gun, but alas, we had no way to get it home...our luggage would not accomodate a musket. 

And while Michaela admired the dresses, she understood that $80 is just too pricey for a new outfit (that she would outgrow in two months anyway!).

The kids were fun to watch, as they explored the market, and tried out the games that were set out.

We did end up buying a few things, which is a first for us (aside from hot chocolate and cookies). We are the proud owners of Shut the Box, a feather quill (is that redundant?), and some wooden dice. 

As the temperature was now lower than ever (not ever, ever, but since we arrived in Colonial Williamsburg), we headed back to the car. I took a picture of Michaela, and she informed me that was her cold face. 

I'll say. 

Everyone's hands were icy! We hurried down the street quickly, so that we could get back to our warm cottage!

The kids stayed busy with their new game 

and pen

for a good while. 

And Grandma and Grandpa caught up with us after a trip to one more store. She bought a couple of kinds of nuts, one of which was double chocolate dipped almonds. 

I believe it made up for the cookie.

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[Wendy]

We love Shut the Box! It was 60 degrees here today and that was too cold for me!