have been putting off writing about our trip to the zoo because I really hate to have to talk so much about my son A. Well, I actually love to talk about him, but know that the last thing the world needs is another weblog in which the writer thinks people should care about their mundane life. I try to make this site about interesting things, and things I just want to keep track of online. Even that doesn’t work most days as things are once again piling up in my bookmarks instead of in a much more organized place like this blog. Anyway, I have so many things I have been needing to post, that I just don’t have the time too. I hope to catch up soon, although this month will be a busy one with finishing projects, updating websites, building a new simple business (I will talk about this later), and keeping track of a busy two year old.

I suppose I have delayed enough, so far in one whole paragraph and I haven’t really said anything about the zoo. We had a great time. At first, we were weary (wow isn’t that redundant) about our trip. A hadn’t gotten his nap (days without naps can be pure evil) and things didn’t start out too well. We somehow managed to park our car in a lot near the zoo, but we never did find the correct parking place.

We did manage to get A inside the zoo where he was very excited upon seeing the first attraction, the flamingos. I don’t remember what came next but we quickly made our way to the children’s area to get some of his energy used up. I really don’t like him playing on jungle gyms. He is so much younger than the other kids usually that it’s hard to make sure he is safe. He can climb the ladders and net things there so incredibly well, 5 year olds were being careful but he just goes up with ease. A isn’t around other kids much so when he is he just gets excited and wants to play with everyone. He went to spin some thing in the play area while a much older (6 years old at least) was playing with it. The other boy said “No, I am playing with this” and pushed A out of the way, almost making him fall backwards off of the second story of the play house. I never know what to do in those cases, sure I personally think that kid was a jerk but they may have never played with smaller kids, and not known to be gentle with them. I wanted to say something like “Please don’t push him, he’s much younger than you and just wants to play” but would the other child even listen? Anyway, I still get a little mad just thinking about it.

After that we rented a zoo stroller and bought a huge bag of stale popcorn (See photos in the sidebar) and A was happy. He sat most of the rest of the time just eating popcorn. It was nice. We did take him out to see the gorillas and the reptile house, which he loved. He doesn’t speak a whole lot but pointed at every snake/turtle/lizard and said “that”. It was cute.

Well, that’s pretty much our day. We did make sure to stop in the gift shop where we bought overpriced toys that are already broken. Ah yes, and A peed through his diaper soaking his pants, so we had to get back to the car without pants on him (he did get a clean diaper though, just didn’t have that spare pair of pants when I needed them). Here is a movie of baby A eating crap popcorn and saying “Hi” and “Daddy” although his voice does sound eerily low, sorry the quality sux too.

Enjoy!

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