I’m fairly klutzy. I have been for most of my life, and even though I try to be careful things happen. So, it should be no surprise that my kids also suffer my fate.
The day started out normally enough. We decided to take our kiddos to the zoo on the last week before school starts, kind of as a last hurrah of something fun to do as a family since we didn’t go on a family vacation this summer. (Lack of planning on our part.)
You know, this zoo. One that we could do in a half day or so and then take them out to lunch. Spend some quality family time and all that.
We started out with a train ride, which Ryan and Sarah loved. Timothy was a bit … loopy. He was a good sport about the whole zoo trip, even though it wasn’t very exciting for him.
One of the fun things about this zoo trip was the Zoo-rasic park that they were doing. Throughout the zoo they had several dinosaurs (some animatronic, some not; one set sprayed water, several had sounds that played with them) of various kinds. It was actually kind of fun to look for them all and to see them.
My kids (big and small) all have fun playing with the big world that is by the entrance.
We also saw some real animals.
I didn’t take too many pictures of the animals because I was there mostly for my kids. Sarah and Ryan had a lot of fun seeing all the different animals. And drinking in the lion drinking fountain.
I will love this picture forever, because it is one of the last smiles we have of Ryan before his klutzy gene reared its head.
One of the dinosaurs sprayed water. Sarah and Ryan had a lot of fun playing in the water as it sprayed.
Right after we were done with the spraying dinosaurs, it happened. Right here.
Looks pretty innocent, right? Well, Ryan was taking the corner to look at a chicken that was in the grass, and he tripped. Normally we just brush him off and he’s good to go, but he fell all wrong. He ended up with his hands pinned his hands underneath him, and pretty much did a face-plant.
He knocked out one of his front teeth completely. We rushed up to the first aid office, where the EMTs helped us get the bleeding stopped and gave us some ice for the swelling. They were really nice and helpful. (They couldn’t believe he was only 3. They thought he was older because of his size.)
And this is where Ryan is just totally a good-natured kid. During the icing process Ryan made it into a game, where he was kissing the ice. This was taken about 10 minutes after it happened. Back to his happy little self. And he didn’t want to leave the zoo. We decided to stay after calling our dentist, who said he could see him that day, but later in the afternoon.
After the accident, we restrained him pretty much to the stroller. Sorry, kiddo.
Here he is, kissing his ice again. Such a silly goose.
And my awesome eldest son. Love him.
On the day that we went, there were many different people throughout the part working on the trees. I couldn’t for the life of me figure out what they were doing until we passed one of their utility carts. Then, it all became very clear.
Yep, Christmas lights. Being put up in August. Go zoo.
Timothy was the only one willing to pose near the gorilla sign.
They loved the carousel.
Even my silly eldest son.
Here he is, my toothless son.
It seems only appropriate that my youngest lost a tooth when he was three. I should be thankful that he only knocked out one. After all, I managed to knock out both of my front teeth when I was his age. This is me just before my fourth birthday.
And lest you think I didn’t inherit this trend, I give you my mom, when she was about to enter kindergarten. (This is the earliest photo she has of herself, but she assures me that she was also three when it happened.)
I guess you could say it was just destiny. Or a really klutzy family. At least I come by it honestly.
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