I took The Boy and Peanut Butter to the zoo today. It was a pretty good time. Peanut Butter walked almost the whole park. I forced her in the stroller once to get us back around without it taking 20 min since we only had 2 hr parking. Her favorite animals seems to be the seals. She can sit and watch them forever, that is until they start barking/growling. This freaked her out and the seals weren't as fun any more. On our way out the lions had moved off of their sleepy rocks and came up to the observation window. I don't think I realized how big they were until I was 2 feet from one. Huge!
By the time we got out of the zoo, Peanut Butter was not only hungry, but tired and a wee bit cranky, so why not do lunch. We went to Panera and made the mistake of sitting in the section that had the "perfect" moms with their sons who were 2-3 years old, two tables away gushing "what big eaters" they had today. Peanut Butter got a little fussy at one point and I'll admit it, she was a little loud. So one of the mothers made the point to very loudly say, "see boys when someone is loud when you are trying to eat it is very annoying!" Seriously? I really have never had a problem with someone else's kid being loud. I have felt their pain, but would never have said something loud enough so you got my point, but hiding behind my own freaking kid. I wanted to go up to that biatch and give her a piece of my mind, but of course she ran to the bathroom when we were getting up to leave. I made sure to let the other mom know we were more than sorry for annoying them.Peanut Butter and I went down to The Boy's baseball game. She enjoys the concession stand more than anything and is a bottomless pit to the garbage they sell. Tonight knowing full well we were going down to the fields, she refused to eat much of her dinner and at the field proceeded to eat a cup of ice cream, half a ring pop, M&Ms, and a small bag of fritos and was still signing more and eat. I'm a sucker.