Naptime.

A wonderful time was spent at the zoo this morning with friends, but now I am exhausted from having to chase after Sam as he ran from exhibit to exhibit looking at the “anmuls.” We were there for a solid three hours and even visited the reptile house this time.

Sam loved the snakes, especially when a door opened on one cage and a bloke with a stick reached in to prod a snake out of its tree trunk hiding place and remove it from the exhibit. We got a good look at that reptile as it wriggled around on the poker and was lifted into the air, tongue working furiously.