From Andrew to Zoo
Louis and I took some time last week to make a trip to our local courthouse to start the refinalization process for his adoption. It's mainly a formality--there is no question this boy is our son!--but it's an important one since we can't get an American birth certificate and passport for Louis until the adoption has been refinalized. So Louis and I went to the courthouse together to file the paperwork.
Louis had such fun playing outside the courthouse that he didn't want to stop pushing the stroller into passersby to take a self-portrait. Note how he is adamantly looking away from the camera.
Lately Louis likes to make photography a bit challenging. Ask him to pose and you just might see this:
Or this:
Taking photos on our trip to the zoo proved to be challenging in its own way as my sister-in-law Katie and I tried not to lose Louis and his cousin Andrew among the crowds and Andrew's sister, Lily, complained about riding in the stroller on a hot day.
But even though it was humid and crowded, the boys loved the zoo. After all, what could possibly be more fun than going to the zoo with your cousins? All week last week when I told Louis that we would be going to the zoo with Andrew, he would say, "And-oo?" When we pulled up outside the zoo, Louis started laughing and said, "Zoo! Zoo!" He knew what a zoo was from "Good Night, Gorilla," and "Put Me in the Zoo" and probably a dozen other places. More and more often, we can't figure out how he knows what he knows.
Louis didn't even complain that we had to wait for a few minutes for the zoo to open and his cousins to arrive. After all, we had the stroller with us, and a stroller is just a large portable toy for your mother to carry on her right arm when you get tired and want to ride on her left hip. (And if I sound like I'm complaining, I'm not. I love that Louis still likes to be carried!)
There was even a line of school buses to admire:
After that much fun, I was afraid the elephants would be a disappointment.
I needn't have worried. Louis wanted to get an even closer look at the elephants than the fences allowed:
The zoo even has a tram, which our transportation-loving son thought was terrific:
And he was happy to make his "Whooo-wooo" noise, even though we weren't riding a train.
Some of the animals were indifferent to our arrival, but the chimpanzee couldn't wait to meet Louis.
I'm not sure who wanted to get through the glass more.
In the end, Andrew and Louis agreed that this gorilla was fun and not a bit scary.
And Louis loved that Lily (especially once she escaped the stroller) was "happy," still one of his favorite words, though he has since added "monkey" to his vocab.
By the end of the morning, Lily was happy, Andrew and Louis were happy, and when we got back to Grandma and Grandpa's house for lunch and Aunt Katie and Mama got to relax, we were all happy.
And the boys discovered plastic dinosaurs and a zoo playset full of animals, all smiling and happy and ready to be held. Give us that kind of zoo, and we can stay all day.
Louis had such fun playing outside the courthouse that he didn't want to stop pushing the stroller into passersby to take a self-portrait. Note how he is adamantly looking away from the camera.
Lately Louis likes to make photography a bit challenging. Ask him to pose and you just might see this:
Or this:
Taking photos on our trip to the zoo proved to be challenging in its own way as my sister-in-law Katie and I tried not to lose Louis and his cousin Andrew among the crowds and Andrew's sister, Lily, complained about riding in the stroller on a hot day.
But even though it was humid and crowded, the boys loved the zoo. After all, what could possibly be more fun than going to the zoo with your cousins? All week last week when I told Louis that we would be going to the zoo with Andrew, he would say, "And-oo?" When we pulled up outside the zoo, Louis started laughing and said, "Zoo! Zoo!" He knew what a zoo was from "Good Night, Gorilla," and "Put Me in the Zoo" and probably a dozen other places. More and more often, we can't figure out how he knows what he knows.
Louis didn't even complain that we had to wait for a few minutes for the zoo to open and his cousins to arrive. After all, we had the stroller with us, and a stroller is just a large portable toy for your mother to carry on her right arm when you get tired and want to ride on her left hip. (And if I sound like I'm complaining, I'm not. I love that Louis still likes to be carried!)
There was even a line of school buses to admire:
After that much fun, I was afraid the elephants would be a disappointment.
I needn't have worried. Louis wanted to get an even closer look at the elephants than the fences allowed:
The zoo even has a tram, which our transportation-loving son thought was terrific:
And he was happy to make his "Whooo-wooo" noise, even though we weren't riding a train.
Some of the animals were indifferent to our arrival, but the chimpanzee couldn't wait to meet Louis.
I'm not sure who wanted to get through the glass more.In the end, Andrew and Louis agreed that this gorilla was fun and not a bit scary.
And Louis loved that Lily (especially once she escaped the stroller) was "happy," still one of his favorite words, though he has since added "monkey" to his vocab.
By the end of the morning, Lily was happy, Andrew and Louis were happy, and when we got back to Grandma and Grandpa's house for lunch and Aunt Katie and Mama got to relax, we were all happy.
And the boys discovered plastic dinosaurs and a zoo playset full of animals, all smiling and happy and ready to be held. Give us that kind of zoo, and we can stay all day.
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