Jason was off to the U of I game last Saturday with my family (cuz really what is a 9 month prego going to do at an all day football tailgating event). And since I have a parenting philosophy that believes that all day inside on a Saturday makes the girls crazy and Mama irritated we decided to check out a Pow Wow that was not to far from Chicago. It was a beautiful day and turned out to be a great experience. 
They were absolutely enthralled by the dancing.
Both girls told me they wanted to be Native American but after a brief explanation of the hardships and persecution of Native peoples they agreed maybe not so much. Yep, my girls have a history teacher Mama, it is just their lot in life. 
Anni was eager to spend her last 4 dollars and poured over every table (she finally settled on some hoop earrings in case the suspense was killing you)
We ate fry bread, listened to some Native people share their perspectives, watched some amazing dancing, oh’ed and ah’ed over the clothing, toured ti-pis, shopped and let our fingers run across beautiful bead work, and took in a new experience. A great day with my girls.
a girl's day at the pow wow
