Over the Easter weekend we decided to take the kids over the Fort Worth Zoo to check out the “DinoRoars – Robot Giants Come to Life” dinosaur exhibit. You just can’t go wrong with anything Dinosaur related these days and it’s been a couple of years since we’ve made the trek over to Fort Worth. We’ve taken them to the Dallas Zoo a couple of times in the past but the Fort Worth Zoo is way better but we rarely go because it’s such a long drive.

We decided to go over early in the morning to try and avoid the worst of the heat and spend as long as the kids could hold up. I figured after a couple of hours we would be headed home but as it turned out we ended up staying pretty much the whole day. Alex loved the “DinoRoars” dinosaurs which were large animatronic dinos that moved and the fierce meat eaters also roared to go along with the motion. I would ask him if we needed to get a picture of this dino and he would always say, “Ya, but wait until it opens it mouth.”

In addition to the dinos we spend some time in the herpetarium, which was air conditioned….ahhhhh, looking at the reptiles and snakes, and Alex and I went into the Parrot Paradise exhibit where we got to feed the parakeets. I’m pretty sure Andrew enjoyed looking at the animals too. We would hold him up so he could look into the animal habits and would look, point to the animals, and in some cases start yelling at them. We interpreted his screams as “Hey, this is really cool, look at those elephants.”

If you haven’t already seen the pictures I posted yesterday you can find them here.

On our way to the zoo we were sitting in the car waiting at a traffic light and Jen commented that it kind of felt like a Sunday to her. (It was Saturday.) It was a little odd because we were both off Friday and since I normally work on Saturday we typically don’t get to do these types of family activities until Sunday. So this being a Saturday, both of us being off from work, and it being the second day in a row that we weren’t at work it was a little weird.

“Ya, it kind of feels like a Sunday to me too.” I responded. About ten seconds later Alex piped up from the back seat,

“Ya, me too. I feel like a Sunday. A chocolate Sunday.”

You know I could start a blog devoted entirely to the funny things that Alex comes up with. It’s non stop. Plus with another one coming along I’m sure I would have enough material to sustain me for quite a long time. Come to think of it I could probably fill a novel with just poopy pants references let alone everything else.