The kids were being complete fuckheads to each other again. They actually did fairly well once we got into the zoo, though, thank freaking goodness.
How very, well, like the girls...Girliness' preferred exhibit:
vs. BittyPrincess' preference:
BittyPrincess remains somewhat obsessed with the idea that she will, one day, own her very own baby walrus. Yes, a baby walrus. It will be bigger than her, of course. But still a baby. We caught the trainer talk for the walruses today and she is even MORE convinced. She's sure now that if she has enough fish she can teach her walrus to do all KINDS of cool things. If the walruses there can splash and whistle and roll over, her baby walrus will be able to do that stuff too, of course.
I think it is kind of funny that my fairies-pink-ballerina princess is obsessed (has been for at least two years) with owning her own baby walrus.
Anyhow, we also managed to be there when the interactive zone was open:
Boyness was interested in the crab molts:
After we left the zoo, we went to Tacoma Boys and got a whole lot of produce for a quite small amount of money. Aunty B also picked up ingredients for banana splits, which we happily consumed after dinner while watching the latest impulse grab from the library, The Hunchback of Notre Dame.
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