Mr. P's sister, brother-in-law and nephew came in for the weekend from San Francisco, so on Friday Mr. P started his holiday weekend early and we all met up at the Bronx Zoo. Kiddle hasn't been to the Bronx Zoo since he was about four months old, so I was really excited to take him. As mentioned before, he's completely obsessed with animals right now (in current order of importance: horses, elephants, giraffes, cows, pigs). We thought he'd get a kick out of seeing the real thing since our local county zoo doesn't have any "big" animals like lions and tigers and bears (oh my).
It turned out to be one of those days that I really wish I could know what's going on in that toddler brain of his. He seemed to think the animals were pretty cool, but you know what's even cooler than big, technicolor, right-in-front-you animals? Apparently signs about the animals. As demonstrated by the pic below, he's pointing at the picture of the zebra, yelling "neigh! neigh!" and ignoring the in-the-flesh zebra that's right in front of him. Whatever floats your boat, kiddo.
We'll get to the best thing about the zoo in a minute, but before we do, here's the second best thing about the zoo for Kiddle: the children's zoo. Not the animals. The prairie dog tunnels, the hollow log, the rope spiderweb and the tree slide. He spent ages climbing around on each stop along the way.
Then we hit the motherlode ... HORSE!
He planted himself in front of the horse and donkey in the children's zoo and wouldn't move. NEIGH. NEIGH. DA-KEE. NEIGH. NEIGH! If we knew this was going to be his favourite spot we could've just gone to the county zoo.
Speaking of horses ... a local stable had a student show over the weekend, so we took Kiddle to see the horses on Saturday. He was totally fascinated and, of course, kept heading directly for the entrance to the ring.
On Sunday we went to Mr. P's uncle's house in the Hamptons for the day. Traffic (and distance) wasn't nearly as bad as I was preparing myself for. Such an interesting family dynamic with this clan. I've never been introduced to half of them, and as it turns out Mr. P doesn't know who half of them are or how the fit into the family, so I've learned not to worry about it. I just smile and say hello as needed and focus on the people I do know.
It was nice to spend another day with Mr. P's family. Kiddle is with his baby cousin Tag in the picture.
So Monday we just rested and picked up our tornado of a house. Whew.
Fun stuff and great pics. Perhaps you have a cowboy or a farmer on your hands???
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