No big travel plans this weekend. Being trapped in a traffic jam with the boy is not much of a getaway. We're going to the National Zoo tomorrow. He loves animals. Scarily -- so much, that I fear he'd crawl into a hippo's mouth to cuddle if the opportunity presented itself. I'll be following some actual and ever useful advice given the other day: Don't dangle him over the edge of any animal pits.
Words we'll follow. Promise.
posted by RL @ 11:06 AM
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I'm having a dinner party at 7 so you're welcome to drop by :)Happy Zoo-ing!
How was the zoo?
Cynthia volunteers there ya know. Cleaning cages and the like.
I didn't know that -- the zoo was good, he was more interested in the little mammals, like the prairie dogs.
One time when I took Cynthia when she was little I was bad and reached in and pet a prairie dog. I think they moved them now to a new place where you can't do that any more. Too bad. But the prairie dogs are still just about the best thing at the zoo!
Too bad that praire dog didn't bite you.
I think if you have the arm reach, you can still touch them -- but why would you want to?
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