Goat Chasing

We took the kids to a petting zoo over the weekend, and Matthew could not be more excited to chase the goats all around the "petting" area. I use the term petting rather lightly here because petting to Matthew apparently means screeching at the top of your lungs and chasing after the petrified goats. Sammy could not care less about the actual goats because she decided that she was a goat and climbed up on their rocks to better get into character. It took us a while to get her out of goat character and off the rocks, and luckily she finally turned back into her regular character for the day (Rarity, the unicorn pony from My Little Pony, who lives in Ponyville with the rest of the Ponies, but actually has magical powers, get it right dad) in about ten minutes. The zoo was great, they both loved the prairie dogs, although Matthew really wanted behind the glass at each exhibit. He sort of has a temper, ahem, and does not really like it if he can't do something he has his heart set on. Gee, he must have, ahem, gotten that feature from John. So needless to say, we had to keep them moving from animal to animal, and luckily there were only about ten animals. It is our favorite zoo ever.