Our Weekend

I know. It's Tuesday, and I'm just now getting around to posting about our weekend. We have been crazy busy, and I'm not even remotely exaggerating.

Last Friday, Patrick and I went with Andrew's school on a field trip to the Austin Zoo. The Austin Zoo isn't really a zoo but more of a rescue facility for large, wild animals. Some of them have been mistreated or abused. Some of been acquired through illegal means and brought into the United States, and some just need a home. Anyway, it's a small zoo, but great for field trips. The kids really had fun.

Felines meaning very large tigers. Don't you know that would be an unpleasant experience.

I love small children . . . I would like to eat one for dinner . . . 

This beautiful display of plumage was followed by some . . . ummm . . . peacock . . . hmmm . . . how to put this gently . . . mating rituals where the male peacock bopped the female on the head and then . . . well use your imagination. One of the moms was like "Well, what's going on there?". I asked her if she needed to me to explain. At which point she said, "Oh my gosh! Let's go boys." Andrew still thinks they were fighting and wants to go back. Patrick then spent the next thirty minutes with his iPhone poised to video in case it happened again . . . it didn't . . . he's so weird.

Simba here was ticked off. It didn't help that 30 noisy children were a few feet away but just out of reach. I don't think I've ever been this close to a lion before, and I've never seen one quite so angry (you know because I interact with lions on a daily basis, and generally speaking they're calm, cool, and collected animals). Which brings up something else. I've concluded that the only difference between domestic and wild cats is their size, and if given the opportunity and ability, our cat would eat us for dinner, lick his chops, and go to sleep on our pillows. 

Feeding time for the tigers. Patrick was disappointed because they didn't put all the food in one spot and let them fight for it. Maybe we don't belong at a rescue zoo.

After the field trip we came home because we had a t-ball game Friday night (and because we were tired), and another one Saturday afternoon. I think I spent more hours at the baseball fields last week than I did anywhere else. We had concession stands one night and games three nights. Thankfully, this week is much slower.

Hope everyone is having a great week so far. I'm off to wash Andrew's baseball uniform . . .  again. :)