We went to the San Diego Zoo last weekend. Kevin felt strongly that it was his fatherly duty to take Emma to the zoo. And it was a (very) belated potty training reward.
So there we are in front of the camel exhibit and what comes out of Emma's mouth, but the following: I don't like that smell. If she could have stomped her foot and turned to go home, she would have.
In the end she enjoyed herself as long as we stayed upwind of the more pungent exhibits.
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