Had a fun trip to the zoo today, but knowing that Dalton had not had his nap, we knew eventually, it was gonna get rough. After a train ride on which Dalton managed to bump and bust his lip, the clock was ticking. We made the circle around the small carnivores and the whining began.
It's HOT! (in his defense, it made it to the mid 90's today and was it ever humid)
I need shade!
IT'S TOO HOT!
I'm gonna melt!
My feet hurt!
I have a very, very headache!
When we finally made it to the gate, he was in full moan mode. Thank goodness for the close parking space today! We wouldn't want our boy to melt. :-)