...instead of blogging this week.
I wish I could tell you that I was stricken with spring fever and have spent my days romping around the great outdoors with my son...
On the contrary, the first part of the week was rainy and damp. Ick! The closest I've come to "romping" was mowing the front lawn during my son's nap time (strictly under duress by our Homeowners Association, mind you). I also took my son swimming yesterday afternoon because it was just that much easier than actually cleaning the fruit smoothie off of him. (Don't ask.)
We made up for our time indoors by taking a "field trip" with our playgroup today. The mommies collective thought it would be an excellent morning to take our kids to the Fort Worth Zoo. Unfortunately, so did about TWENTY local ISDs...
I arrived at the zoo just as it opened and just in time to fall in line behind all of them ...
My son and I were surrounded by a sea of sights and sound. The summer vacation-bound kids wearing their matching hats, shirts, and/or name badges and the "cool teachers" chaperons sporting their Hawaiian garb and too-short shorts. Everyone was screaming. Everyone was hyper. Everyone had been assigned a buddy.
We were eventually joined by the rest of our playgroup, and off we went into the "World of Primates"- a stroller-parade with toddlers, sippy cups, cameras, and snacks for the day. We moved quickly through the crowded exhibits, clamoring for our turns to point to the furry animals and say to our sons, "Look it's an orangutan!". Then turn to one another to ask, "That is an orangutan, right?".
My son was fairly interested in the animals, but at thirteen months, honestly didn't know what to make of them. The rest of the time he was content to sit in his stroller and people watch. He even kept his hat on... most of the time. After two hours in the sun and the insanity, we decide to break for lunch. My son and I took off to visit the grandparents, who live nearby.
I really didn't mind all the little kids being at the zoo with us. For the most part, they stayed in their groups and were considerate of the babies. It was the middle school kids who were being tedious. First of all, I don't really understand the point of taking a class trip to the zoo when you're in JUNIOR HIGH.
They couldn't have been playing hookey since they were there with their matching shirts, name tags, and chaperons. The girls would run gossip back and forth through the various cliques and try to get the boys' attention by shrieking and acting oh so terrified of the bugs.
Um, heeeee-llo. We are at a ZOO. Of all the creatures here today, that FLY would probably be the least harmful. You think?!
Then, there were the boys, who were obviously too cool for zebras. They couldn't be bothered with bugs or...well, anything. They mostly hung back, listening to their iPods and watching the girls freak out. Each posturing for one another.
Of all the animals we saw today, I must say they were the most fascinating to watch. And to think, we actually descended from these monkeys...
I wish I could tell you that I was stricken with spring fever and have spent my days romping around the great outdoors with my son...
On the contrary, the first part of the week was rainy and damp. Ick! The closest I've come to "romping" was mowing the front lawn during my son's nap time (strictly under duress by our Homeowners Association, mind you). I also took my son swimming yesterday afternoon because it was just that much easier than actually cleaning the fruit smoothie off of him. (Don't ask.)
We made up for our time indoors by taking a "field trip" with our playgroup today. The mommies collective thought it would be an excellent morning to take our kids to the Fort Worth Zoo. Unfortunately, so did about TWENTY local ISDs...
I arrived at the zoo just as it opened and just in time to fall in line behind all of them ...
My son and I were surrounded by a sea of sights and sound. The summer vacation-bound kids wearing their matching hats, shirts, and/or name badges and the "cool teachers" chaperons sporting their Hawaiian garb and too-short shorts. Everyone was screaming. Everyone was hyper. Everyone had been assigned a buddy.
We were eventually joined by the rest of our playgroup, and off we went into the "World of Primates"- a stroller-parade with toddlers, sippy cups, cameras, and snacks for the day. We moved quickly through the crowded exhibits, clamoring for our turns to point to the furry animals and say to our sons, "Look it's an orangutan!". Then turn to one another to ask, "That is an orangutan, right?".
My son was fairly interested in the animals, but at thirteen months, honestly didn't know what to make of them. The rest of the time he was content to sit in his stroller and people watch. He even kept his hat on... most of the time. After two hours in the sun and the insanity, we decide to break for lunch. My son and I took off to visit the grandparents, who live nearby.
I really didn't mind all the little kids being at the zoo with us. For the most part, they stayed in their groups and were considerate of the babies. It was the middle school kids who were being tedious. First of all, I don't really understand the point of taking a class trip to the zoo when you're in JUNIOR HIGH.
They couldn't have been playing hookey since they were there with their matching shirts, name tags, and chaperons. The girls would run gossip back and forth through the various cliques and try to get the boys' attention by shrieking and acting oh so terrified of the bugs.
Um, heeeee-llo. We are at a ZOO. Of all the creatures here today, that FLY would probably be the least harmful. You think?!
Then, there were the boys, who were obviously too cool for zebras. They couldn't be bothered with bugs or...well, anything. They mostly hung back, listening to their iPods and watching the girls freak out. Each posturing for one another.
Of all the animals we saw today, I must say they were the most fascinating to watch. And to think, we actually descended from these monkeys...
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