We only spent a few hours at the zoo. Daniel was having some kind of major allergy attack and could not stop sneezing to save his life. Also, being Good Friday it started to get crowded after a few hours. That's the beauty of annual passes...no pressure.
Daniel's expression is typical. The man could not put on a "happy face" if he won a million dollars. His face doesn't do happy, unless by completely unrepeatable accident. He would be a good "man of mystery".


B's famous flamingo impression, which she must do EVERY time we go to the zoo.

*Up later...our annual Egg Dying experience from this morning. We are off to have a mother/B&J date to see Horton Hears a Who, and run to Target to get some casual new baby boy clothes. You know, rompers and stuff for spring/summer. I'm sure they'll enjoy helping pick those out. And I know X will enjoy not wearing pink.




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