A little zoo.

Yesterday, we took the kids to Aloha Safari Zoo.  We've been there once before, about 2 years ago when I was pregnant with Tanith.  We went with a group the first time, so it was a bit crowded.  This time, it was just the 5 of us (it still seems odd saying that) and we had a great time.  The staff acted like regular people, which seems to be a rarer and rarer occurrence as far as customer service goes. As we were walking through the building housing the reptiles, the employees mentioned that they were getting out the Burmese python, so my darling husband and oldest daughter were busy playing with it for a couple of hours.  I'm not exaggerating. 

 Ronin was able to observe many different types of poop.
"Wook mama!  Ho-wass poop!" That's horse for those of you who don't follow Roninspeak.
"That snake pooped on the gwound!"
"Wamb poop wooks wike waisins." That's lamb and raisins.
"Derr's pecans in da poo-da-potty! I can pee on da pecans!"
"Fish poop in da waddah?"
 Forgive me, but I took no photographs of this poop-venture.

Kaiya and Ronin fed a giraffe that was rescued out of someone's garage.  It takes a special kind of person to look at their garage and say to themselves, "You know what's missing?  Not an expensive sports car.  Not a new tool.  A giraffe!  A freaking giraffe would look great right about here.  And when he gets tall enough, he'll add a skylight for me."

 Tanith was able to tell us about milk.

"Mama.  Baby.  Ninny.  Mee-yoke."

"Cow.  Meee-yoke"

And, at the very end of our visit, after I deposited the camera inside the car, we were able to bottle-feed lambs.  I wish I had gotten a few shots of the kids, especially Tanith when she tried to sneak a taste of the sheep formula.  She enjoyed the taste of the lamb food, so why not the milk?  It's white, animals love it, it's in a bottle.  Seems legit.