Call It What You Want...

The boys were sad about Dad going off on a trip today -- Mark would prefer Daddy to "take the day off" -- so I decided it was the right day to take them to the Indianapolis Zoo. (Sorry, Mel, but it was sort of spur of the moment.) I still can't get over how much it costs -- we dropped $30 and I got in free! -- but upkeep for this sort of thing must be astronomical.

The boys had a blast, though.

There are only a few more days left with the koalas, and we got there right at feeding time, which means that the lazy beasts opened their eyes and momentarily stretched. Evolutionarily, I'm not sure how a useless animal like this survives, unless it tastes as boring as it acts.

But they stretched and yawned and then rested some more. Apparently (according to the sign) they sleep for 18-22 hours a day; due to the low nutritional value of their only food, they have energy for nothing else. What a life.

On to more interesting animals. We were there in time to feed the giraffes!

Adam was too short to hold his piece of food up to the giraffe, so I had to lift him, and was therefore not able to get a picture of it. Only so many hands.

We saw the elephants...

And the seals...

And the penguins...

And the polar bear's behind. (He was eating.)

Mark said, "I LOVED the dolphin show!" Adam kept saying "Dow-fin!"

We also got to see the SHARKS in the new Oceans building, including being able to TOUCH them! I touched them a lot, Adam touched one and liked putting his hands in the water, and Mark pretty much didn't want to touch them at all, though he liked watching. Adam kept calling them, "Shark! Shark!" It was cute. (We also ran into someone I knew there, which is always amusing.) We also rode the train, which goes around the outside of the Plains exhibit. The boys might have died had we not.

Addition I almost forgot: We saw the walrus, but Adam had a hard time with his name. Adam called him the "Carwash."

We saw an airplane fly overhead right about the time Daddy's flight was supposed to take off, so we pretended it was Daddy's flight and waved to him.

The boys had a very nice time and were VERY VERY good. No one ran off, and Adam only got finicky about riding in the stroller when he was too tired to remain reasonable.

They were also super cute. Get a load of this...

That was without even the slightest suggestion from me.

We are home and in our naps now. I imagine they'll be serious naps today.