I feel bad that we aren't taking the brood on a vacation, especially because I am off with Packrat on the coming weekend. Packrat however, feels different. He feels that the brood can have as much fun here as they would overseas sans stress for us.
While skeptical, I just left it at that and started planning what we could do with the kids. I didn't have to do that because while they haven't gotten to the point of asking us to take them on a plane somewhere, they do know how to ask to go to places now. Top on their list was the "Night zoo" followed by the "Jungle". We could do that by no stretch of the imagination or the dollar. Each place we went to had moments of side splitting hilarity because of the ludicrous nature of the situation.
The "Night Zoo" was fun for all three although they seemed to get an inordinate amount of thrill from being scared of the dark. Even though it was crowded waiting to get in, once we were in, we were mostly the only one on the trails. The only scary bit was when Evan darted in front of Packrat and Packrat lost sight of him. In a flash, Packrat had lost him and only found him as our crying son was led aware by a zoo attendant.
Asking Evan why he didn't tell the zoo attendant my number (which I trained them to recite), he very matter of factly told me that to tell them my number meant he would have had to stop crying and it did not occur to him that him stopping crying was part of the plan.
Jordan's favourite part was to teach the giraffes how to read maps so that they could find their way home.
Muffin just enjoyed being carried and repeating every name of animal announced.
|Showing the giraffe the way home.|
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