Our trip to Zoo Atlanta was our typical zoo trip: go early, take some friends, get in free, leave when more than one child is whining (or in Ben’s case, screaming).
“Aslan, did the White Witch turn you into stone?”
Megan loves feeding the birds, although the nectar cups at Riverbanks are better than the seed-sticks Atlanta sells
Benjamin is content as long as he’s eating
When we got home, we were too pooped for school. Summer fun trumps book-learnin’ any day. We’ll see if we can pick it back up again on Tuesday.