Zoo

This weekend we went to the zoo with our very very good friends who also have a daughter Jilli's age. This was the first time we had ever been as a family of four, though we did go last February (when I was 18 months pregnant and thought labor was imminent after walking the incredibly hilly trails). In February when we asked Jilli what her favorite part of the zoo was she told us it was the zebra bus. Not the elephants or the otters or the snakes or anything, you know, animal-like, the zebra bus that we waited and waited to pick us up so the aforementioned labor would at least wait til we got home (it did, Rory was a week late.)

We opted to rent a double stroller so the big girls could ride in between mountainous hikes to the exhibits. The double stroller was the hit this time. The girls would hop out to see the animals and then race back to the stroller. Not surprisingly the zebra bus also rated highly as did snack time.

Luckily they helped us navigate. (I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'm the map, I'M THE MAP).

Rory hung out with some slower animals.

I don't really think its a great idea for the lions to be so thin that you can see their ribs, but hey, I still didn't stop my monkey from swinging.