Wild Things

Yesterday we ventured to the zoo. It's hard to believe the last time we were there was just after the last day of school and here we are and it's almost time for school to start again.

First stop, milking the (fake) cow with the (fake) um....udders?

Um....oh my......that looks like a problem. I have to say thank God I never had that happen while I was nursing:


Got some food?

Are you sure they won't bite?

Well, okay then......

Is this my child?! Because I don't think any child of mine is going to be holding some bug, let alone a hissing cockroach. Ewwww.....


There's one of my little hatchlings:


Ahhhh....thank goodness. Lunch time! Yum! PB&Js!

And string cheese!

Now that they're all fueled up, it's time to dig for dinosaur bones:



And I have to tell you; this sweet young gal, my youngest asked her I don't know how many times where this bone came from and she patiently explained it to him every single time. I would've been like, "little boy....where's your mom?" But then, I'm not a member of the "zoo crew" either....for good reason. :)


The seal pool:

There's the seal:

Outside the butterfly pavillion:

Inside the butterfly pavillion:

And you can't go to the zoo without a pony ride:

And a train ride:

Until next time!

FF

Critters

If you have children in your life between the ages of oh, say, 4 and 10, then you know what these are: Webkinz. A blessing, but yet a nuisance. A blessing when the young-uns say "I'm bored" because then I can say, "You wanna play Webkinz?" A nuisance when your two boys are fighting over whose turn it is to play Webkinz on the computer. My computer, I might add, which is no longer my own, it seems.
Even my mom has gotten in on the whole thing. The boys think it's very cool that Nana has her own Webkinz. They even send "Kinzmail" back and forth.

I do feel like these little critters are slowly taking over our house and a couple of Webkinz ago I finally said if they wanted anymore they were going to have to buy them with their own money. Sadly, that didn't seem to slow them down much.

Ah well, only 20 more days 'til school starts and then I won't have to get up at ungodly hours or stay up past my bedtime to use my computer. I won't have to feel like the referee at a WWF match either. And the house will be very, very quiet.
Kind of looking forward to it and kind of dreading it.

TGIF! FF

Keep out!

He just forgot one small detail; his brother doesn't read yet: FF