We went to the zoo yesterday. Nina’s first time. I just really love the zoo. And I love warm, spring weather.
And I love the fact that you can get a zoo membership for $69, and after you take your family twice, the rest of your visits are essentially free! I love ride cards–30 $1 rides for $20. I love that parents can ride the carousel for free, as long as they don’t climb on a horse.
I love that when the sign says, “Boat Ride Closed Until Spring,” and you think, “Hey, it’s spring!”, you walk all the way down to the boat “dock”, over the bridge and everything, before you realize the boat ride couldn’t possibly be open because there is no water in the boat canal.
I love watching my girls’ eyes fly open as they witness God’s amazing creatures. Sigh.
I love listening to their sweet, innocent commentaries on the animals and their quirky behaviors.
Poor Gabe. We went to the zoo on a Tuesday morning in April, one of the first warm, sunny days of the year. What kind of people will be at the zoo on a fabulously sunny weekday during the school year? You guessed it! Hundreds and hundreds of SAH moms with their preschoolers. I counted about 10 dads, 8 senior citizens, 460 moms and 1304 kids under 6.
One thing that really hit me was the universality of life. And the fact that I’m not all that unique. Or special. Or fashion-conscious. Looking around, I saw moms who had just as many kids as me, whose kids were just as cute as mine, yet they were skinnier, prettier, had cuter hair and clothes, and made better lunches for their little ones.
STOP COMPARING YOURSELF TO EVERYONE ELSE, God has been telling me lately.
I’m trying my darnedest to listen and obey.