I do believe it. I do believe it's true.
The zoo has become a weekly routine in our household these days. The grass is green. The skies are blue. What else to do than go to the zoo? Ok, no more rhymes now, I mean it
... "anybody want a peanut?"
We have been visiting the snakes, waking up the monkeys, watching the tigers devour their prey and feeding giraffes. I'll speak for the little one and say that he loves it. He tends to stay awake way past naptime - which is very near and dear to his little heart- in order to stay longer at the zoo so one could only conclude that he must love it tremendously. I see no other explanation.
It just so happens that it is a mighty fine excuse to get out of the house and explore somewhere other than Target. (eh hem...) Therefore, I love it too.
This past weekend we spent the day with ParPar and Hudsie! Fun was had!
Tanman has a bit of a fan
we showed up just in time to watch the tigers attack the pinatas
wake up buddy!
