T.J.'s family is planning on meeting up on the 23rd to go to the New Orleans zoo. I wasn't thrilled with the plan, especially since it is an hour away and Lila is only 8 months old. I figured that day it would be best (and easier) to just divide and conquer.
Then this morning:
Bronwen: I want to go to the zoo.
Me: The zoo?
B: The New Orleans Zoo.
Me: Bronwen you will go to the zoo, but not today. You're going next week with Daddy.
B: With you too, Mama.
Me: Me too?
B: Yes, and Lila. Because it's Christmas time.
Guess we're all going to the zoo. You just can't argue with that.