Goin' to the Zoo, Zoo, Zoo....

Geneva Lynn is one lucky little girl-- as a birthday present, her Nana gave her an annual pass to the Woodland Park Zoo in Seattle. As you may or may not be aware, I've basically been humming that Raffi song Goin' to the Zoo since Geneva was born. When she was two months old we hauled her around the Point Defiance Zoo and she literally slept the entire time, waking only once to nurse in front of a walrus. Now that she's a Big Girl and is capable of giving a hoot about small noisy creatures other than herself, I am giddy with zoo fever. That annual pass is going to pay for itself in record time.

Off we go! 

Trip #1 took place on July 4th. Thanks again, Nana, for a lovely time.

Geneva and the ocelot, whom she addressed as Io.

Three happy generations.

Uncle Jordan was able to meet us there for a little birthday celebratin' and general animal gawking. To clarify, he's in the picture on the right, not the left.

We embarked on Trip #2 a whole week after Trip #1. This time we were accompanied by Auntie Kristen and Baby Tommy. I can only guess that the kidlets had fun, but I know for sure that I did!

For as many times as I've wandered through the Rainforest House, I've never seen a bird quite like this.

Goodbye, zoo! I promise we'll see you again soon.