Since Sven and I are both teachers, we have a lovely "bonus" week of vacation every year: Spring Break. We pull the kids out of day care for the week and spend every waking moment together, reminding me why I work outside the home.
Kidding! Really, I am. I love my husband and my children and the time I spend with them is very precious. The kids are growing so fast, sometimes I'm afraid I'm missing so much by having to leave them in day care, so any chance I have to spend time with them I take.
Today, Sven and I packed up bright and early (10:00-ish) and took the kids to the zoo. This is an outing we rarely tire of, and since we purchased a zoo membership this year, we can visit as many times as we like for "free." (The zoo's definition of "free" is, of course, free admission, which is wonderful, but food, drink, souvenirs, parking, and miscellanea usually put us in the $500-$600 dollar range for a three-hour visit. Yes, I am exaggerating, but only slightly.)
Among other highlights: we saw a 46-day-old baby giraffe, and Sven Jr. snacked nonstop for almost 5 hours. I'd like to think it's due to teething...
Mindful that I am the keeper of my family's memories, I took the camera. Here is our visit, as it will live in the annals of my increasingly demented mind:
Princess, at the duckpond shortly after arrival.
"Mama, there was a duck! I saw it!"
"I don't trust that bear."
"That bear is definitely up to something."
Sven and Princess look for the baby elephant.
Princess shows her love...
...and Sven Jr. goes in for a kiss.
Maybe it's time to go...