Waiting for the Train
Our little girl is four years old today. We took her to the zoo, which has become our annual tradition. Last year she was all about the carousel. This year it was the train. We rode it around and around and around. Didn't see too many animals - just tigers and bears and some birds (including two hootie owls, of which we specifically went in search), but we sure had fun. It's hard to believe how much has changed in four short years; it's hard to believe how fast it has gone.
We love you, Doodlebug. Happy birthday, my Boopsie SweetPea Pie.
It's getting harder and harder to get these shots. She was wiggling and dancing all over the place, wanting to go look at the fountain, at the train, at the acorns on the ground. I got my shot, though, along with several others (most of which involve Hoot in front of her face - camera hog that he is).
We love you, Doodlebug. Happy birthday, my Boopsie SweetPea Pie.
It's getting harder and harder to get these shots. She was wiggling and dancing all over the place, wanting to go look at the fountain, at the train, at the acorns on the ground. I got my shot, though, along with several others (most of which involve Hoot in front of her face - camera hog that he is).
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