Buby's Zoo

We asked him Friday night what he'd like to do with us on Saturday morning. Anything you want, I said. Without hesitation Buby responded, "My zoo! Let's go to my zoo." He loves it there, and we hadn't been in a while. The weather was perfect. My Sweets strolled a curious + content Bleu while Buby and I {literally} ran from exhibit to exhibit. I couldn't keep up. Later I asked him what his favorite part was and he answered, "The zebras." Um, there are no zebras at our zoo. I said, "Maybe we should go a little slower next time." Ha. You think.