Unfortunately, Anna caught a bug shortly after the krewe arrived in Brooklyn'd & was laid up for a few days. Although she declared herself "healed," her doctor's @ Sloan-Kettering disagreed. Her blood count was too low for chemo, so we rented a wheel chair, and took a fine & fancy ramble to the zoo! Alexander, of course, had other plans for that chair!
(Click here to get in the mood for this adventure!)
Despite the Zookeeper's fondness for Rum, the day was too hot for much more than ice water. Alexander plotted secretly with the pigeons under the table to share his $7 french fries.
And what's better after a few fries than a nice, messy diaper... Of course, Mama could think of a few better things, but Alexander couldn't. The Bronx Zoo had awesome Eco-Restrooms, but since the babe was wearing a "kill-the-earth" disposable, I couldn't bring myself to take him in there... so I changed him in the grass in front of the Reptile House. I thought it was a more appropriate venue for the poops.
The Antelopes are missionaries.
The Elephant's are kindly, but they're dumb.
And Alexander stretched his neck for a good view of the insincere Giraffes.
OK, it was seriously hot... and the boy REALLY wanted to get in & swim with the fishies!
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