Alice's trip to the zoo

Stu and I had a lovely time on Alice's first trip to the zoo. She was awake for half of it and asleep for the other half, but displayed some curiosity towards some of the animals. We set her up for a day out in her sunnies, but decided to compromise on the sun hat instead, so that the other babies wouldn't laugh at her.

I think it was quite hard for her to see bears and kangaroos sleeping against similar coloured backgrounds, but she did look straight at the tiger, the lions and the giraffe. For a bit.

And then she just looked at the fence in front of the animals

or at me or at the other zoo-goers, with their scintillating conversations, ("I just can't get over how much Chatswood has changed") or at the Chav child called Annabel, which we didn't like much, or the lady who was breast feeding while walking around the zoo shop. Eeew.

It was a great day out, although slighly miffed that the Great Southern Ocean exhibit was more of a Great Southern pond with only two fairy penguins in it. In fact it was a lovely weekend. Alice hung out with her Dad for most of yesterday, so I was able to go for breakfast with Auntie Kirrily and talk about weddings, go to an aerobics class and do some comedic Irish dancing and then Stu did bath, bottle and bed so that I could watch Grey's Anatomy. She behaved impeccably, so I'm hoping that he will be volunteering to do it all again sometime.