Our favorite gorilla at the zoo, Patrick, was being sent to live at another zoo, so I put on my mom-of-three hat, packed everyone and everything up and off we went to bid adieu to our favorite furry friend. After arriving at the zoo, we stopped by the gorilla area first, but there was no sign of Patrick... We were sure he was napping somewhere. So we headed off to a few other favorite areas before returning to look for Patrick.
We found a little "cabana" area to the side of the giraffes--perfect for lunch and a quick feeding for Little One. Austin was cracking me up, insisting that the giraffes were really called "zebras." He kept talking to them, saying "hello" and "come here, zebra!". We moved a little bench over to the fence so the boys could stand higher up and get a good look at the animals.
Cooper started pulling some long pieces off a bush near where we were sitting and poked them through the fence. And before we knew it, several giraffes were coming over to eat! The boys loved it, and fed them through and under the fence for a good 30 minutes. Austin wasn't quite sure about getting that close to the giraffes...umm, zebras...so he tended to push the grass through the holes before that long tongue come out to eat it. He loved copying everything Coop was doing, too!









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This is what Austin told Philip:
A: Zoo. Lil-la!! Pat-ick!! Pat-ick!! LOUD! throw. boing. hit arm. boing. lil-la! loud! num num num! lil-la eat!!
Interpretation:
We went to the zoo. The zoo keeper called "Patrick! Patty! Patrick" really loudly. Zoo Keep through fruit at the gorilla. It hit his arm. Bounced off. Gorilla picked it up and ate it.
09.27.2013
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