Went to the Cleveland Metroparks Zoo this morning. A cousin of mine works there as an elephant caretaker and it was his day off so we got back door passes = pet the mommy rhino and the baby rhino, pet a giraffe, had close up pictures taken with a hippo, and watched Jo the elephant bathe up close.
Uncle M took us on a van tour of Cleveland but I was too tired to appreciate it. Afterwards, we went to Progressive Stadium to watch the Yanks beat the ass off the Indians.
Now busy packing gazillions of stuff because in a few hours, we leave Ohio for Niagara Falls and will be staying there overnight. Then back to Middletown NY we go. Not sure if we still have time to watch a Broadway show.
I had thought that DaddyHubby has exceeded expectations with his frantic shopping during the past few weeks, but he should bow down to Bitty Baby. Bitty B is not yet out of his clammy sac but it seems that half of what we will be bringing home is his. Each man for himself, I say. I frantic shop for me and DaddyHubby frantic shops for himself. We conveniently forgot about shopping for Baby. All DaddyHubby and I bought for him during the entire trip was a teeny Hershey Bar stuffed toy.
But Bitty B will not be spending the few hours into this world naked, pathetic, and neglected, thanks to my relatives whom he got shopping for him. Cousins have already given him hand-me-downs.
He is gonna be just like mommy.
(Bitty Baby is, by the way, a line of infant baby dolls by American Girl and American Girl being a line of dolls that all American girls are going gaga over right now)