{"id":730,"date":"2008-06-10T22:08:00","date_gmt":"2008-06-10T22:08:00","guid":{"rendered":""},"modified":"2011-07-16T11:17:28","modified_gmt":"2011-07-16T11:17:28","slug":"","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.annbarlow.com\/?p=730","title":{"rendered":"A Typical Day"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><b>A Typical Day<\/b><br \/>\nYesterday, I took my boys to the zoo.  It was such a pretty morning and we decided to take advantage of the not too hot weather.  We got there by nine so that we could do the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.stlzoo.org\/yourvisit\/thingstoseeanddo\/discoverycorner\/childrenszoo.htm\">children&#8217;s zoo<\/a> for free.  <\/p>\n<p>Oh, my, you know, I think that I&#8217;m having a typical day, one that would be just about normal for everyone &#8212; and then I try to describe it on my blog.  That is when I realize that my life isn&#8217;t normal and it never will be.  <\/p>\n<p>Some snapshots:<\/p>\n<p>In the goat pen &#8211;  First off, I have to say that my boys love, LOVE goats.  My oldest would like to brush goats and talk to goats all day long, if he could. When he was just a little one-year-old, he tried to get all the goats in a group hug.  And, he hasn&#8217;t stopped trying since.  Now he is more content to talk to one goat at a time. So, when most children are brushing the goats or running around, you&#8217;ll find my oldest sitting on the bench in the goat pen with a goat perched beside him.  He has his hand draped over the goat&#8217;s neck and they are sitting there like they&#8217;re old chums.<\/p>\n<p>Then, we went into the little building in the children&#8217;s zoo.  In there, I had child-induced ADD while I tried to divide my attention between one son who was trying to hold a guinea pig, one son who was telling me about a new animal there, one son who was prowling around wanting to have a conversation with someone totally new and one son who was quizzing a docent on which animals are and aren&#8217;t candidates for veterinary surgery.  Turns out, the don&#8217;t operate on tarantulas.  Bummer.<\/p>\n<p>Then we went to the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.stlzoo.org\/yourvisit\/thingstoseeanddo\/discoverycorner\/insectarium.htm\">Insectarium<\/a>.  This was relatively low key, until the oldest began quizzing the docent in the butterfly section about various things relating to butterflies.  Such as, &#8220;Do you import these butterflies straight from Butterflyland?&#8221;  And, my favorite, &#8220;Do you know how to speak Butterfly?&#8221;  The docent said that he did not.  So, my oldest showed him how to speak Butterfly.  I know that you&#8217;re dying to know as well, so I&#8217;ll tell you that you basically flap your arms and mouth words &#8212; or this is what my oldest thinks.  I love seeing people trying not to laugh at my son.  Bless them for trying.<\/p>\n<p>We left the zoo and dropped by the grocery store on the way home.  It was a really low key visit &#8212; for us.  If I had to pick a favorite moment, it would have to be when, while I was waiting for the girl at the deli to slice some ham, my oldest broke into the <i>I&#8217;m In A Store and I&#8217;m Singing!!!<\/i> song from the movie, <a href=\"http:\/\/www.elfmovie.com\/\">Elf<\/a>.  <\/p>\n<p>Actually, if you haven&#8217;t seen the movie <i>Elf<\/i> and you&#8217;ve never met my oldest son and are wondering what he is like &#8212; well, just rent the movie and you&#8217;ll basically have an idea.  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