Sunday, October 22, 2006
All we were missing was the Ark
There were animals all over the place at this place. It was hilarious in some places, annoying in others. Like when the llama with the really bad underbite was following beside us ... hilarious.
When the herd of buffalo were standing in the middle of the road and we literally had to bump them with the front of our van ... semi-hilarious.
When the buffalo came up and started to bump US with their heads and horns ... not so hilarious.
But the kids had a ball, and we even got to visit Cheese Haven. They had this whole long case of cheese and sausages and whatnot, along with all sorts of samples. The man behind the counter said "this is just 10 percent of what we have. The other 90 percent is behind the cases."
And the Door Man thought he was in Cheese Heaven. He was stuffing (seriously, I would not make this up) cheese and sausages in his pockets and he would reach in from time to time and pull out a tasty little morsel, saying things like "I love cheese" or "this is just in my pockets for later." Because ... you never know when you will ever make it back to Cheese Haven.
Of course, he was calling it Cheese Cutters by the time we got home.
I'm a mom of three peeps ... Queen Bee, The Door Man, and the Chandelier Monkey, and wife to Ace, the Helpful Hardware Man. I created this space to get away from the people known as my inlaws, and because life with three kids and a hubby is all Unexplored Territory.
Going on a trek