Spider Boy, Spider Boy

We went to the zoo the other day. They have a new exhibit called "Spider City" and I'm happy to report that Wendy made it all the way through the entire thing without freaking out. She was a brave little camper. We had a great time with our friends from down the street, Nino, William, and Baby Isabella (sadly Jessica, the mom, had to work). It's been fun going to the zoo over the course of Kiernan's development. It's interesting to see his progression, from the time he was a little baby sleeping against my chest in his Baby Bjorn and getting nursed by his mother near the giraffes, to going with his godfathers and riding in a backpack, to now when he runs around on his own, actively excited about seeing the different animals. And just as excited about the snow cone stand.

I'm proud of him. Researching whether snow cones--or the ice cream he eventually opted for--taste the same in captivity as they do in the wild is an important area of study. The work can take years, I'm telling you. Years.

He was even upset when we left because we didn't have time to visit the snake place. Snake house. Snake pit. I don't know what they call it. Anyway, we'll have to go back, not only to see the snakes, but because the next day, upon waking up, Kiernan's first words were, "I want to go back to Spider City." Mom couldn't have been happier.

Here's a picture of Kiernan with William, goofing off at the house.