Vacation Recap Day #9

Well, back to Busch Gardens again! The beautiful part about having the year pass is that you can go for a few hours in the morning, then go home for nap, then go back if you want. When you go for the day you want to get your moneys' worth and you end up wiping yourself out trying to do everything! This time we checked out the Animal Antics show. It's a bunch of small animals that have been rescued from the animal shelter and trained to do a really cute bunch of tricks. This day it was really hot and while we were waiting for it to start we were all getting a little dreary. The dogs came out and pulled some ropes and signs came down, a cat that looks just like Slim Kitty chased a mouse (this got Melly really interested in it). Then for the finally, they let loose some birds from the back of the theater that flew right over Melly's head, scared her and made her jump out of her skin (then laugh), and then wiener dogs were chased by ducks, that were chased by a pig. What a finale! Well, we giggled, but Melly kept talking about the birds that flew right over her head, and the duckies chased by the pig! For hours she talked about that. We went home for nap time, she woke up from her nap still talking about the birds flying over her head. She was telling full stories, including sound effects and body language. This kid, I tell you, is something else! I think this may end up being one of those things that she'll remember in some form for her life.

That night we went to Willimasburg again to walk around and look at the animals. It was such a beautiful night. Towards the end, it's dusk, and Melly's riding on my shoulders. Rob (always the gentleman), spits on the sidewalk (I've been trying to break him of this for years, and it's not going anywhere). Melody thinks this is funny, and says, "Daddy, spit again!" Rob tells her to spit, so she leans over my shoulder, as a little kid is walking by, and "patooey!" Luckily, she's not a very good spitter. Nana on the other hand was walking behind us, didn't see that she didn't actually have any spit come out of her, almost bust a gut laughing at this poor little kid walking by about to get a loogey splatted on him by a 2 year old. That's one of those moments that I would have wanted to run and hide instead of trying to explain THAT to the poor kids mother!