ZOO!

This morning brought warm temps paired with just enough cloud cover to keep Clement from turning into a puddle of sweat and growing overly tired.  Combine that with feeling a hair more rested than I have the last several months, and I decided that the little animal lover had been zoo-deprived long enough!  (Technically, he's been before a few times-- but he was too young to remember.)

Naturally, he loved it.  He's at the PERFECT age for it... He expressed unabated joy and delight over everything.  We got quite lucky:  at many of the enclosures we happened to be in the right place at the right time.  Saw some monkey training, the tortoise being fed, the tigers being fed, the parrots being fed (they give them food in containers and bags, which the birds have to open up), the kangaroo as it hopped around, a silly goat trying to climb into a tree, and super active bear cubs.

The peacocks and roosters were in full cacaphonic force, wandering along the paths, which were also shared with tractors delivering hay to animals.  Clement was fascinated for hours.  He kept asking eagerly, in the sweetest tone, "And what else??  And what else, Mom?" whenever we walked away from an exhibit.  

In FACT, I believe this marks the first time I've seen him struggle with choosing between food and another activity.  I'd packed and he'd already eaten a snack... but eventually it was time to go home for lunch, followed by getting Josephine from school.  The boy, who would normally disown family members in exchange for a meal, was actually torn.  He clearly liked the idea of going home and eating lunch, but he kept stopping and saying "I want stay at zoo."  Then walking, "Eat lunch."  Then stopping, "I want stay here."  While still clearly desiring lunch.  -- it was tough.  :)  But we made it home, ate, and have reminisced ever since.

"Mom, look at that deer.  He is SO SWEET."

yes, yes he is.

"He ate all of his meat!!!!  That's just like ME.  I like meat, too!"

He's the total opposite of his sister when it comes to having a camera on him.

It's a wonder he wasn't frowning and swatting it away.
(Which he did do, when I tried to get a better one.)

After we got back home, I asked Clement which animal at the zoo was his favorite.
"DINOSAURS."
(Note to self: find natural history museum.)

looking at a painting of a purple dragon
(photo taken as covertly as possible in order to capture smile.  hence, blurry)

"Mom, this train goes fast."

are times really desperate enough for these measures, Goat?

go ahead, climb the tree.
(you've got to wonder what the other goats think of this one.
Clearly the leaves aren't tasty enough for them to be vying for position.) 

"Leave, woman!  You're blowing my cover!" 

"And take that feisty redhead with you!!"

The zoo has acquired three 1 year old cubs since our last visit.
(and a small alligator, but it was underwater, so we didn't get to see it) 

FYI, this is where Clement was standing when the cub decided to stand up and vigorously shake all the water off his fur.
(In case you were wondering, bear bath water is NOT as cute as being splashed with water at a dolphin show.)

And as it happened, the bear had zero intentions of actually getting out of the tub.

If these are the cubs given to a zoo, I'd really like to see the ones shipped to a circus. 

Eyeing a school girl who was taunting him with her lunch (until I intervened, as the bear was reaching through and swatting.  And rather than deciding, "Oh, LOOK AT THOSE ENORMOUS CLAWS, maybe I should stop..." the girl proceeded to lean in and dangled her lunch CLOSER, easily within reach.  Apparently thinking her arm is quicker than that of an animal who deftly grabs fish from streams??  I spent one heartbeat looking for a teacher who might already be about to say something, before hopping over and pulling her back.  "Sugar, we're NOT doing that anymore."  Don't get me wrong-- I'm all for natural consequences, just not in the form of bear claw lacerations.  [May there always be someone present to spare my kids from extreme consequences of stupid behavior, as well.]) 

meanwhile, who let THIS crazy beast out of his cage??

Anyway, it was a fun day.  So enjoyable to see Clement relish each and every bit.  I'm a little nervous that my title of "stay at home mom" is in jeopardy of being morphed into "stay at zoo mom"...
Maybe they would grant us free admission if I agreed to wear a uniform and patrol the grounds enforcing "do not taunt the animal" rules?

6 years! Austin version

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For Christmas, I gave Josephine a little pink spotlight lamp from IKEA.  It's on an adjustable neck, and of her own accord, she quickly figured out how to aim it onto this journal...

... so that the light would reflect off the walls in sparkles.  I was impressed and told her about disco balls.  "There is an entire industry devoted to reflecting sparkles off walls!" I said.  

To which she quickly replied, "I want a disco ball!"

Well, I made that bed, didn't I?  And so even though the request wasn't repeated, and she'd forgotten about it I found out today, I decided it was exactly the sort of thing that would float her boat...

bonafide 12" disco ball

Today, at her birthday party here in Austin with a couple friends, we gave her the ball as a joint gift.  She was delighted.  Naturally, impromptu disco dancing ensued, thanks to Sarah's handy iphone's access to music.

Little too bright in the room this afternoon to have the full effect, but they still enjoyed it.  (And tonight while I stepped in the backyard to address the weed issue, I noticed whenever I poked my head in that disco sparkles were reflecting onto the landing... So I know she has experience the full-sparkle-effect now.)

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There was a modest spread of snack items, and "goodpop" popsicles were the main feature, since I didn't have time to find a recipe that could appease the diet restrictions of both my kids.  

No one complained.

The party favors magically matched the remaining flowers from a bouquet Darla brought me:

"party favors" for the older "kids"... spreading the love from the iris beds

It was especially good seeing Zanna and Josephine together, as it's been a very long time since they've gotten to play.  We'll certainly miss her, her brother, and Julien when we move in June.  I love that they've known each other since being babies. 

 Thankfully, Austin's not that far-- they will still see each other, for sure.

Beautiful weather and sweet friends.  Made for a lovely little birthday celebration!

Pics coming soon from the party in Teague and the upcoming version in Bedford...

late January

Misc photos from the last part of January...

(too cold to play outside, and Clement wanted to "run" so I made an indoor track.  Turns out it doubles as jungle gym for five year olds.  Good solution.)

monster truck DIY

I still have pictures from Christmas to upload, and several others from January.

But meanwhile, today's adventure took us to Lowe's.  I didn't really need anything that was urgent, but it's too cold to play outside, and Clement likes to walk through the tool section and say "What's this, Mom?" over and over again.  Another big draw is the aisle with motion-sensor outdoor lights.  He likes that the fixtures turn on when they see him.  And there are always grandpas in that store who get a charge out of his fascination with everything.  It's a win-win for everyone.

As we were heading out, I saw a DIY section for kids.  You can get a little pre-made kit for less than $6.

Clement chose the Monster Truck and was absolutely GIDDY with delight over getting to take it home and make it.

He was so tickled, I decided to take pictures.  When we got to the stage of hammering on the last wheel, he knew it was almost ready and started emitting hilarious cries of joy.

It came with a sticker kit, which was good for the wheels, but I asked if he'd rather paint it or use the other body stickers.
He was adamant in his choice:

He also insisted that the truck be BLUE, until he saw all the other paint colors available to him and couldn't resist.

The hardest part was waiting for it to dry...

I'm not sure if he's been introduced to the concept of monster trucks before, or if it's little boy instinct, but he already knows that this is intended to CRASH.  So now our evening is fully planned.

dentist

Josephine had a proper teeth cleaning earlier this month and did really well; she was quite brave and still!  

All looked good.

Purple chair, pink apron.  Perfect.

Clement supervised from a little blue chair in the corner.

He wasn't too keen on getting in the real dentist chair, but he did let Dr. Roye count his teeth at the end, as long as he didn't have to get up out of the blue chair.

Her hands in the picture above are rather relaxed.  For the majority of the cleaning, she was still as a statue, but with her fingers sticking straight out into the air.  :)

Not a bit of complaining though!  She did really well!  He was impressed that she'd lost a tooth and already had most of her 6 year molars in.  Since then she's lost another one: the right bottom front tooth.  It came out on Thursday, Feb 19th.

After treasuring it and displaying it for a couple days, she was ready to cash it in yesterday.  Unfortunately, the tooth fairy accidentally forgot to come last night (...oops...).  But that did not faze Josephine who came downstairs this morning and announced to me, "Well the tooth fairy came last night!"
(Take a moment to imagine my pre-coffee confusion:  SHOOT-- I forgot her tooth!  wait a minute.  what did she just say?  hoowww...???)
"Good!!"  I replied, wondering how this information could possibly be anything short of nerve-wracking.
And then she clarified, "BUT the tooth fairy couldn't find the tooth, so she didn't leave any money!  I think because it was white and under a white tissue in the little box."
"Ohhh.  Gosh.  You're probably right.  You know what?  We should use a different color tissue paper in the box.  I have some purple.  We'll try that tonight."
"And we should put the tooth on TOP of the tissue paper," she decided.
"Good plan," I replied, utterly relieved on so many fronts.

She's showing the tooth in the box.
See? VERY hard for a fairy to find it in that white tissue paper.

(Don't worry.  I have notes EVERYWHERE tonight.)