16. Visit a zoo

{This post was originally written August 2, 2010.  Click here to see the entire list.}
We took Brock to the St. Louis zoo this weekend.  This is actually his second zoo trip but the first one was just about a year ago and he really wasn’t all that interested in too much.  He did enjoy feeding the giraffes and he liked the gift shop.  But other than that, he was hot & cranky.
But this year?  This year was a totally different ball game.  We had been hyping him up this entire week.  We would randomly say things like, “You know where I want to go on Sunday?” and he would scream, “THE ZOOL!”  (I’m not sure where the “L” on the end came from, but you get the idea).  Almost everyday last week when we would go to the babysitter’s house, he would say, “I can’t want to go to Betty’s house.  I wanna go to the ZOOL!!!!”  Finally, the day had arrived.  He worked hard to get to Sunday, too.  He endured: his end-of-the-week program at Vacation Bible School & a princess party for a one-year-old where he had to defend his sister against a 4-year-old little boy.
The first part of the weekend was rough.
But there was an end in sight:
“Weally weally essited!”

Once we got to the “zool” he asked about everything.  “Wasat? & What his/her name?” quickly became answered by, “A giant squid!!  Don’t touch it!” and “I think her name is Princess Consuela Banana Hammock” (name that show).  We started out in the Children’s Zoo, went to the reptile house, looked at the big cats, took an African safari, rode the train and did so many more things!  We all had so much fun!  There were tons of exhibits and I won’t bore you with all the pictures I took *cough* 200 *cough* so here are the highlights!

Inside one of the exhibits inside the Children’s Zoo
If he would have held still, he would have been as tall as a River Otter. Instead he is as tall as a koala.

Turns out, he was distracted by a few free-range chickens lurking around the corner.

Petting the goats

At the children’s zoo, they have a place where you can go in, grab a brush, and pet the goats.  This was literally one of Brock’s favorite parts of the day.  He was so gentle with them and he kept patting this one on the bone (horn) and asking me why he didn’t have a “bone” on the top of his head.

“Mom! This fwog is HUGE!”
Outside the Insectatarium

Brock wanted to get on this giant bug so badly but then the second I snapped the picture, he looked at me and said, “Mom I want to get off.  Now.”

Loud and clear, good buddy.

He stole some of Daddy’s cotton candy 🙂

I absolutely adore this picture.  We were on the train and I can’t remember what it is they were staring at, but it is one of the cutest pictures I have of the two of them.  Brock’s face does look slightly distorted, but there is a person’s arm just to the right of his upper lip so he looks a little strange 🙂

And?  How is it that my not-even-three-year-old baby looks like such a grown-up?!

Trying to figure out how to “hatch” a snake egg

Besides going to the zoo in general, we had been hyping up a “big surprise” for Brock at the zoo.  We saved it for last, but it was well worth the wait!

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The big surprise is unveiled!
Yay! 3-D!

He had so much fun trying to “catch” the 3-D images!  So sweet!

Sleepy little man

I guess we wore him out because we were barely out of the parking lot and he was snoozing.  One minute he was talking about the zebras and the lions and the next, he was snoring!  Poor baby!


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