This post has nothing to do with this:
This is Six Flags Amusement Park in Denver.
The boys looked longingly at the park which was so close yet so far away. (away, away)
Ha! Get it? It's an echo!
Ha! Get it? It's an echo!
I talked them into heading toward the Denver Aquarium. Even then, they walked with their eyes toward the theme park as though looking at fish would never ever compare.
But just look at the sign boys!
Oooooh! AQUARIUM and the letter I has bubbles and the M has shark teeth! It's an underwater adventure! The sign says so! I'm all out of exclamations about this. Just go in.
We wasted no time introducing the boys the to the fish in captivity. Which sounds strange.
I dressed the boys the same even though they aren't twins- in case you were wondering if they are.
This fake orangutan creeped me out. I have nothing else to say about that.
Why do fish frown? Are there fish psychologists? There should be. Fish should hang out with otters. That's what I would tell a frowning fish if I were a fish psychologist. I wonder how much that pays.
Hi.
Hi. Note to self: Suck In.
Evan was rather terrified of this fiber glass view of the fish that's located in the floor. He would not stand on it. He would lay on the ground and peer over. My chipped pedicured super awesome Old Navy sandaled feet helped him feel safe.
We got to pet the stingrays. Aren't stingrays cute?
I named this one Ray. It's so overt, it's covert. Name that movie.
Evan wanted to pet Ray, the friendly neighborhood Stingray.
Outside was a nice little sidewalk with us on it.
For our encore, we stopped at Krispy Kreme on the way home. Jason left us all behind and ran inside because the "Hot Now" sign was on.
We commandeered free doughnuts.
Doughnut Power!
This is how we encourage peace and quiet on long car rides. Otherwise the ride consists of talking and all manner of unnecessary commotion.
Mostly from this guy.
1 comment:
entertaining post, as always! :) I won't comment that the first two pictures constitute as child abuse though.
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