The Zoo -- again

It's like we really can't visit the zoo without incident. Either mating turtles or a child running away. Today it was attack of the Canadian geese.

I took Skylar, Matthew, and William -- Chris was conveniently working. We get some food and Skylar and I sit on a shady bench. The boys happily remained in the double stroller (which in and of itself is a small miracle) while we ate.

Matthew actually ate a hot dog with a bun -- 1st time and little William was holding the hot dog in a fist eating it much like a caveman would. Soon, a goose came up with some straggler ducks and a family of a mom and 3 baby peacocks. They were so cute so I tossed them some bread of the hot dog bun William was not eating. Then about 5 of the biggest, fattest geese I have ever seen descended upon us, hissing and making whatever kind of ugly honk sound they make, so I shooed them away and sat back down when all of a sudden, William screams.

One of the geese stuck his head under the front drink holder of the stroller and snatched his entire basket of french fries. Victory for the geese, all of them surrounded the stroller, eating fries and taunting the children. William was just screaming and Matthew was climbing out of the stroller clutching his soft pretzel -- crying at the top of his lungs "MOMMY, MAKE THE GEESE GO AWAY" over and over. People were gathering around and watching in horror as I was shooing geese away with one foot while trying to pack up the food. Skylar finally just took the stroller with the boys away while I cleaned up.

So of all the cool animals we saw at the zoo, all the boys could talk about were the awful geese -- Oh, and the Peeing Ostrich.

I love the zoo.