This morning on our way to the zoo, Staley asked, "Are we going to the zoo with the carousel or the zoo with the animals I can ride on?"
Since we went to the zoo with the 'animals they can ride on', we made our way through the zoo from one animal statue to another, stopping briefly to see the real animals along the way. Apparently seeing the majestic lions, the awkward giraffes, and the playful tigers loses its thrill. But the old, paint peeling, never moving, never changing animal statues that you can sit on? I guess that never gets old.