Torts & Tots

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Tales From The Petting Zoo.

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You would think that I would know my children better than anyone, considering that I have been there for almost every second of their lives.  But each day, they find ways to show me how constantly they are changing and evolving.  Case in point, one AJS, this weekend.  We took her to an event that had a petting zoo and horse-rides.  As we were making our way over to the petting zoo to tell the baby chicks “goodbye”, Avery insisted that she wanted to ride on one of the horses.  She is not historically a brave child.  It took her about a year to warm up to going down the slide at the park by herself.  A mere year and a half ago, she adamantly refused a miniature pony ride.  Armed with this knowledge, I was 90% sure that Avery would not be riding a horse that day.  Willing to give her the benefit of the doubt, we waited in line.  As we approached the front of the line, I couldn’t help but notice that those horses were the real deal.  They were big.  Their backs were level with my head.  I gave her a boost, and she was off.  I was barely able to snap a picture because I was so surprised.  Not only did she do it, but she was very nonchalant about the whole affair, breezy even.

So there you have it.  Most of the time, it seems like our children change in gradual, measurable ways.  Before they walk, they skim around the coffee table, take a step or two here and there, throwing up signals everywhere that change is coming.  And then there are the changes we don’t see coming at all that brew deep within our children and erupt unexpectedly.  At a petting zoo. 

A few more scenes from the petting zoo.  She was very excited to meet this cow, as his name is Andy, which Avery pointed out to his handler is the name of Zoomie and Other Granddad’s dog.  Yes, Avery calls her great-grandfather, “Other Granddad.”  She was able to take time out from the animals for a ride on the tractor-pull.  Wind in her hair.  She’s very in the moment.

The petting zoo also resulted in a change in aspirations for our dear AJS.  She has consistently said she wants to be a mommy when she grows up (she knows where her bread is buttered) and occasionally has said she wants to be a tennis player.  For the sake of full disclosure, I must admit that her desire to be a mommy is at least in part motivated by her desire to be the boss of Claire.  She seems to think Claire will still be a baby when Avery is grown up.  At the petting zoo, she wanted to hold a baby chick, and Jerrod told her she couldn’t – only the girls in charge of the chicks could hold them.  Now, resultant, she has told me she no longer wants to be a mommy when she grows up but would like to be a “chick charger” which apparently is the title for those in charge of chicks.  Fine by me.  I’m guessing “chick charger” school is very affordable.

Things were a little less exciting for the diaper set.  But she managed to enjoy herself, and lots of animals received “pa-pas” from Claire.


Written by tortsandtots

September 9, 2012 at 2:30 pm

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  1. Somebody needs a pony! Maybe Pa will get her one.


    September 12, 2012 at 2:57 pm

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