Dear Laney,
For our last big outing with your Florida grandparents, we went to Zoo Atlanta.
You were able to identify a lot of the animals - at least as many as your grandmother, who referred to everything that lived on/near a tree as "Hey, look at that monkey!" She obviously needs to watch more Diego, where she would learn that those "monkeys" were actually albino ring-tailed pygmy lemurs.*
There was a children's petting zoo, where you petted every single animal in the place...
If some crazy African Goat Flu starts sweeping Montana, we'll know who Patient Zero was, won't we?
It should surprise no one that your favorite part of the zoo was the playground, where you went down the slide umpteen times, until your hair looked like this, and you had to be hauled out kicking and screaming.
It's hard to pretend not to know you when I'm the one carrying you.
Thanks to Peg and Tex for a great first trip to the Zoo!
Love,
Mom
* I am making this animal up, but that's the kind of crazy thing they always have on that show.
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