3 crazy things on Day 3 (in San Antonio)

Ok, it's catch up time. On day 3 in San Antonio we went to the zoo. Thanks to my cousin and his friend who works at the zoo, we were given free passes. Thanks Robbie and Christy! Three CRAZY things happened while we were there.

Number one: A bird pooped on my uncle's head while he was taking pictures. He let me take a picture of it in his hair before I helped him clean it out with a baby wipe. At least it wasn't huge.

Number two: At the zoo there was an exhibit called "Lory Landing" where some exotic Australian birds were kept in a netted area. Zoo visitors were allowed inside to try and feed the birds some sweet Lory nectar. The birds would fly down one or two at a time and land on someone's arm to eat the nectar. I decided to stay out because having birds land on me doesn't sound enjoyable. My uncle took my kids in for me while I sat out with Ada and Grandma Joyce. The only problem was that a few minutes before they went into the Lory Landing, I gave my kids Odwalla sweet and salty granola bars. Grant had not finished his yet and walked in with it half eaten in his hand. All of a sudden a large group of birds swept down and landed all over Grant, trying to eat his granola bar. I heard screaming and yelling and looked over to see Grant running around, waving his arms and trying to bat the birds off of his head and body. The zoo attendant inside freaked out and yelled at Grant that food wasn't allowed inside. Somehow Grant managed to get out and (understandably) had no desire to go back in. I didnt' get a picture of this, but my Uncle took a pic of one of the birds being fed nectar by somebody else.

Number 3: As our day at the zoo wound down, Grant had to go number 2--BAD. I left the rest of the kids with Grandma Joyce and Uncle David and walked Grant to the nearest bathroom only to find that the men's side was under construction. I looked at the zoo map and the nearest bathroom was on the completely opposite side of the zoo. There was no way we were going to walk that far after having walked around the zoo all day. Our feet were sore and tired. I checked the women's restroom and the coast was clear so I snuck Grant in. If it was Austin I wouldn't have felt guilty because he's only six years old. But Grant is eleven. That's crosses WAY over the "boys allowed in a girls bathroom" line. So while he was doing his business I waited by the sink. Several ladies came in and out, but I wouldn't let Grant out until everyone was gone. We waited quite a while. When he was done, I didn't even let him wash his hands, because I didn't want to miss our chance to escape unseen. Thank goodness I had hand sanitizer in my purse.

Uncle Dave snapped this pic of us at the halfway point. Try not to be blinded by my white legs:

Grandma Joyce spoiled the kids by buying them popcorn earlier in the day which reminded me of when I was little and she did little things like that all the time to spoil her grandkids: