I know you've all been waiting with baited breath for more pictures and stories about our last day in Dallas. We went to the Dallas Zoo with my parents and my brother and his girlfriend. I think it was my favorite part of the trip. We fed giraffes, which Felix particularly loved:
We also fed lorikeets and lories. I did not invite them to sit on my head, but that is what they did. At one point there were three on my head. They also hopped all around my arms trying to get the nectar in the little paper cups. Even when I was out of nectar I had a hard time getting them to vacate my body. They were also fond of my dad, even though he sent them all sorts of signals about preferring giraffes.
Ike warmed up to Uncle Steve right away, and they had a lot of fun together.
Toward the end of the day we visited the petting zoo, where Felix found it necessary to pet and hug every goat in the pen, at least until one of them got spooked, bolted, and ran him over. Felix was no longer infatuated with the goats. (This picture was taken right before the goat got spooked, and you can sort of tell he's about to bolt.)
Of the five kids in my family only two still live in the Dallas area. It's been a long time since we were all together (about 7 years), but we always like to get together piecemeal when one of the out-of-towners comes to visit. We had a great dinner together with the three of us, our significant others, and my two little monsters. (Fact: We ate at the Cracker Barrel, which has those little triangular shaped peg games for you to play with while you wait. We stole peg games from other tables to keep my children occupied, and Ike is quite confident that he "won" the game by putting all the pegs in. (The object is to remove them.) We also let Felix eat ketchup with a spoon to keep him pacified. Parenting is at its finest when you're on vacation.)