Love you guys!

If you want to participate in the guessing game, go here first.

Do you know what I love about you guys?
You're always willing to give me the benefit of the doubt.
Always holding onto hope that I'm not really as immature as a 10 year old boy.

And even those of you who knew better-- you had the decency to just guess that we took a trip to the zoo.

You could have said, "Erin, I believe you just showed us a picture of a lion's junk."
or simply said, "I will never read your blog again."

and so I say, I love you guys!

Yes, we went to the zoo.

Here is the lion...

...and here is the infamous picture from which I cropped lion's junk.

Because as it turns out, I really am as immature as a 10 year old boy. And as you've seen before, have an odd habit of showing you pictures of cat's nether-regions.

But honestly, that lion had it coming.
He totally tried to kill my daughter.
If there wasn't a glass wall in the way, he would have swiped her face right off.

Here he comes walking by the wall.

Now he's giving her an evil glare that says, "You look like a tasty morsel."

And the swipe.

Or maybe he was giving her a high five.
If so, Mr. Lion, I apologize for exploiting you.

So springy weather has come to Idaho, and I couldn't be happier about it. In light of our upcoming assignment to Quebec, I have resolved to not complain even once about any hot weather I might experience this summer. I invite it, I will relish it, I will soak up as much as I can get.

Don't worry, I'll keep Harmless Larry covered up lest all this sun I speak of turns him into Harmful Larry. To be honest I'm not even sure that's a remote possibility, but I like to drop names, and Harmless Larry was feeling neglected.

And back to the zoo.
Have you noticed that I have a tendency to get off-topic?

I decided that the zoo wont be on the top of our list for things to do this summer. Because I'll be darned if I don't have to force my kids to give a cursory glance toward the animals on their way to the highlight of the zoo for them: the slides and fake animals.

Really? Because children, parks are free. Zoos are not.
Next time I'm saving the cash.









So there you have it, an exciting adventure to the zoo in which I took inappropriate pictures and my children barely glanced at the animals.

But lest you think it was not worthwhile, I will leave you with these stunning family photographs of the Schore family with bat ears.
You're welcome.

Be careful what you are saying about me. These bat ears hear a lot.