Honestly, it was the perfect day. The weather was incredible, we got there before the crowds (and man, was it crowded when we left!), the big girls were exuberant, and there were no major meltdowns. When I asked Phoebe what her favorite animal was, she said without hesitation that the monkeys were her favorite. Nora indicated that the kangaroo was her personal favorite; however, we didn't actually see a kangaroo, so...who knows?
We did, however, see pretty much every other animal in the zoo. I had no idea that elephants ate sticks, and I was amazed that the flamingos could sleep so close to all the commotion. As we strolled through the zoo and observed all of the different animals (except for snakes, as Phoebe was adamant that we would not be going to see any snakes that day) I couldn't help but marvel at God's creativity. Pink birds? Really? Giraffes? At the zoo, we get to see just a tiny fraction of God's creation -- and it's all so absolutely incredible.
We wrapped up our trip around lunchtime, which was the perfect time to get out of there. When we left, the parking lot was completely packed and folks were actually parking on the side of the road outside the zoo. Traffic was insanity. After soliciting some lunch recommendations, we met Pops at a wonderful little local restaurant. Gilchrist was great, and I'm pretty sure I could've eaten about three pimiento cheese BLTs. The girls were all about the milkshakes and limeaids. Can you blame them?
We were completely wiped out, but honestly, it was such a wonderful day. I pretty much made our poor community group fend for themselves that night. We had such a good time, I was almost considering a zoo pass!