Elsa's Wolfenbüttel- Part 1

If you have ever spent more than 15 minutes with a two-year-old, you know that their agenda quickly becomes your agenda.  So, really, this is pretty much my Wolfenbüttel too.
Here are some of Elsa's favorite things to do in town. I remind you that this town is small.  Not microscopic, like I had been led to believe (the population is around 40,000), but the center of town can still be traversed, slowly (i.e. at a toddler's pace), in about 20 minutes.  It is by far the smallest place I have lived, which makes me realize what a city slicker I am.
We try to spend our mornings out, since afternoons are dedicated to naps (hers, and slowly Clara's, but not mine! This is precious alone time). We might stop first to ride the horse,

and then stop to get a piece of bread to feed the ducks.

 If I manage to pull Elsa away from here, I can usually stop her meltdown by promising a trip to the library:

And if we're lucky, it's a Wednesday and it's market day, which means that sometimes Erik will meet us for lunch and she gets to eat her favorite food, bratwurst (and if bratwurst at the market is not the plan, insert meltdown here).

And at the end of the day, stories and bedtime in her own room, then quietly and quickly settling down for the night. Ahem.