so we know Noah likes corn

Sunday we had a big, fun day.  First, we went to the zoo again.  I got a membership when Jen was visiting, and so I can get in for free, with one free guest, parking is free, and children under 2 are free, so I can go all year as much as I want.  We didn’t get too many pictures again because our camera battery died- which was the only down side. 

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We saw lots of great stuff- like last time, Noah’s favorite thing was the festival of flight show.  This is where trained tropical birds- big bright ones, like macaws and all- fly around swooping between trainers right through the crowds.  When we showed up, it seemed like it might have been cancelled, but then a frazzled looking trainer came out.  Apparently at the morning show, some of the birds had taken off into the surrounding park, so the other two trainers were out there chasing them down, and she had to run back and do the show alone.  So she didn’t get out any bird she wasn’t sure about, and she trimmed the show a bit, but it was still great. 

Noah seemed a bit less entranced by the monkeys than last time- they also weren’t putting on as much of a show.  Dave and I also had a great time seeing the giraffes and rhinos.  And the cheetahs definitely looked like they wanted to eat us.  By the time we made it to the children’s zoo area, Noah was sleeping, so we went to look at the ice cream instead.  Good times.

After the zoo, we met up with Steve and Cori to have a barbeque. Cori played guitar and sang for us, which Noah just can’t get enough of.  He also got to crawl on the grass a bit, and he rode in his ergo as we played bocce. 

When we sat down to eat, Dave let him try his corn on the cob, and he really liked it.  I guess it tasted good and it’s got a good texture for gnawing.  So Dave started giving it to him, one bite for Noah, one bite for Daddy.  Then Noah started to get upset that it was being taken away from him all the time, so I let him chew on mine for a few minutes while I ate my veggie dogs.  After a bit I said, “Maybe you’ve had enough corn” and moved it a couple of inches, and Noah flipped out.  It was his first tantrum- he was red, and screaming, and flailing his arms around.  I calmed him down, but if he saw me eating the corn, he would start crying again.  Since then, he’s been crying about some other frustrations, too, like not getting to pet the kitty, or not getting to play with electrical cords.  I guess his advance of the week is learning that he can’t always get what he wants.

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3 Comments

  1. Mom said,

    July 23, 2009 at 3:26 pm

    Does Noah have any teeth yet? Gumming it on corn on the cob wouldn’t be easy!

  2. Eileen said,

    July 24, 2009 at 6:08 pm

    I wonder who looks tastiest to the cheetahs? Noah would undoubtedly be the most tender, but he’s not very big. Dave is probably more the type of meal a cat could sink its teeth into (just ask Patina). Perhaps in the future, you should rent a medium-sized dog before visiting the cheetahs just in case you need a diversion (or sacrifice).

  3. Eileen said,

    August 9, 2009 at 8:20 pm

    OK I think this is my new favourite picture on your blog. It is a really great shot of you, and Noah looks like such a monkey! He looks so grown up sitting on his own in the tub & playing with his toys!


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