Put Us In The Zoo

Last week Tuesday I pushed down my social anxiety about bringing both boys out in public at the same time without Cortney with me, joined 3 of my friends and their kids, hopped in a van, and carpooled and hour and a half (each way) to the zoo.

About a million times the week leading up to it my anxiety tried to give me excuses to back out.

But Eddie was so dang excited to go to the zoo.

And I kept feeding him that excitement.  Because I knew, no matter what excuse my brain came up with, it would not be good enough to squash that energy and excitement.

And so we went.

This guy saw a total of zero animals.

And then my older son climbed on all the things.

Giraffe feeding for all…who have a dollar for the lettuce leaf.


My child made those giraffes EAT!

Thanks the heavens Trisha brought the sit and stand.
Eddie may have called her his “other mom”.

One of the bazillion pictures I have of Eddie brushing every.single.goat at the zoo.

And this is when Eddie cried, “but mom! there are no more humps!”

This guy had a bad attitude.

not this guy though! He was great so he earned popcorn and a lemonade at the end of the day!

Why do kids love the NOT REAL ANIMALS in a ZOO??

eight kids + four adults = a zoo within the zoo
not pictured: Charlie

There were moments when Eddie’s listening ears got lost.

We had to stop and have chats about not running too far ahead of the group.

There was screaming when he needed to have lunch and then again when he was getting super tired after missing nap.

Charlie was whiny when he needed to eat and when he was tired and wanted to be held, not pushed in a stroller.

I had to pound my peanut butter sandwich because I was busy feeding a baby and tending to a toddler and didn’t have time for a leisurely lunch.

Eddie peed through his pull up.

But these moments were fleeting, and while I felt a little overwhelmed at times, I took a deep breath and soldiered on.

Because it was fun, dang it.

We were making memories.