We're going to the Zoo!

Yesterday we took Tommy to London Zoo.

We were brave and took him without the buggy because we knew he'd only spend the entire afternoon trying to get out of it. He loves walking around on his own and is really good about holding on to our hands - we barely even have to ask. The only problem is, after spending half the afternoon with him on my shoulders, they aches so much. He really is getting heavy now.

He was so impressed that he got his own seat on the train and was really good about sitting still and not trying to run around.

As we queued up for tickets, he couldn't wait to get inside. I swear, if he could've jumped the fence he would've.

Just as most of the kids, he simply had to get right to the front of every crowd looking at all the animals. He got right to the front of the otters' tank whilst they were playing quite close to the edge. When one kicked the tank right be his face he really didn't like it and cried. But he was soon off to see the next thing. He kept screwing his face up and going "grrrrr" because he wanted to go and see the lions.

I think his favourites were the penguins (he kept making his quack quack noise - which is more of a quack-like grunt than the actualy word, but gets close to the real noise), the snakes, the fish, the monkeys (they're in an open enclosure and he kept trying to rush forward and grab them!). But most of all, his favourites were the lions (and tigers and leopards which all come under the category of grrrrrs). He kept shh-ing us when we saw the leopard (probably remembering the sleepy leopard in 'Where's That Monkey' and for a moment considered it to be a goggy (doggy).

And he was even good when it was time to go home. No fuss or anything. Ok, maybe we did cheat by buying the balloon he'd asked for at the beginning of the day but I did resist the temptation to spend £25 on a toy monkey for him from the shop. £3 for a helium balloon was a small price to pay in comparison.

More pics here.