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All the animals in the zoo are jumping up and down for you
ARR and I took a mega-adventure today, up to the Bronx Zoo, sans stroller. Let me put it this way--my legs are killing me, and ARR went to bed half an hour early without a peep.
They're doing a Halloween thing every weekend/holiday in October. So ARR wore his firefighter costume. (We still haven't decided what to be for actual Halloween. He got very cross with me for asking again yesterday because he'd already told me. The problem is, he's told me a different thing each time. He's going to be a firefighter/superhero/Spiderman/TigerKid/Gecko. I'm still not sure what we're going to do.)
We had an amazing time not looking at animals. Very few animals were disturbed in this adventure. But we were in a costume parade, climbed on a great number of things, rode the monorail and the tram, made friends with three or four other children, climbed on some more things, balanced on yet more things, had a lot of fun with the hanging strips they use to keep birds from escaping enclosures, ignored living animals in favor of admiring brass ones, really really enjoyed climbing on all the children's zoo, did a craft, ran through a hay maze, and climbed on some more things. He declared that the lions were his favorite, which is interesting given that my memory of the lions consisted of me repeatedly pointing out "hey, lions!" while he extravagently ignored them in favor of an I'm-not-exaggerating five minute interpretive dance done on top of a piece of granite that was sticking out of the sidewalk. (Quote: "Mommy, this is a really long dance.") He only stopped because I finally got bored and made him wrap it up. He told me the dance was telling me all about things.
But he let me look at the otters for probably a solid 20 seconds, which was longer than any other animal got, so there's that.
In retrospect, I'm actually astonished at how well he did overall. He was kind of falling off curbs by the end, but we clocked probably several solid miles of walking today, and he never complained. He got a little bad at following directions and tried to whine a couple times near the end, but was willing to be distracted. No meltdowns at all (and I would have considered it a fair price for the day). Seriously, this kid can walk. And walk and walk and walk. I'm loving the 3s. He's so gung ho about going on adventures with me, and so delightful when he's on said adventures.
They're doing a Halloween thing every weekend/holiday in October. So ARR wore his firefighter costume. (We still haven't decided what to be for actual Halloween. He got very cross with me for asking again yesterday because he'd already told me. The problem is, he's told me a different thing each time. He's going to be a firefighter/superhero/Spiderman/TigerKid/Gecko. I'm still not sure what we're going to do.)
We had an amazing time not looking at animals. Very few animals were disturbed in this adventure. But we were in a costume parade, climbed on a great number of things, rode the monorail and the tram, made friends with three or four other children, climbed on some more things, balanced on yet more things, had a lot of fun with the hanging strips they use to keep birds from escaping enclosures, ignored living animals in favor of admiring brass ones, really really enjoyed climbing on all the children's zoo, did a craft, ran through a hay maze, and climbed on some more things. He declared that the lions were his favorite, which is interesting given that my memory of the lions consisted of me repeatedly pointing out "hey, lions!" while he extravagently ignored them in favor of an I'm-not-exaggerating five minute interpretive dance done on top of a piece of granite that was sticking out of the sidewalk. (Quote: "Mommy, this is a really long dance.") He only stopped because I finally got bored and made him wrap it up. He told me the dance was telling me all about things.
But he let me look at the otters for probably a solid 20 seconds, which was longer than any other animal got, so there's that.
In retrospect, I'm actually astonished at how well he did overall. He was kind of falling off curbs by the end, but we clocked probably several solid miles of walking today, and he never complained. He got a little bad at following directions and tried to whine a couple times near the end, but was willing to be distracted. No meltdowns at all (and I would have considered it a fair price for the day). Seriously, this kid can walk. And walk and walk and walk. I'm loving the 3s. He's so gung ho about going on adventures with me, and so delightful when he's on said adventures.