kid at heart

yesterday turned out to be the perfect day for indulging in some playful and sheerly childish behavior. i've always struggled with the idea of being a 'grown-up' and whenever possible, revert to my youthful behavior.

and what kid doesn't love the zoo?? so i joined the langley ward for their monthly activity. with a group meeting at the stake center, it made for an entertaining and crowded metro ride into the city, during which, nearly everyone got a chance to get up close and personal with the ones they love (or just happened to be standing next to).

we piled off the metro and made our way to the zoo, then headed to the bottom of the park to meet up with the rest of the pack. on the way, we were treated to some orangutan entertainment, and then continued on. upon finding the appropriate pavilion, we took some time to enjoy lunch and say hello to some familiar faces and some new ones. the activity was attended by 60+ other kids at heart, and it was a beautiful day to boot.

so after lunch and a game or two, we headed off in smaller groups to enjoy the animals. corey, dan, bronwyn, scott and i wandered around the zoo, taking lots of photos, pretending to play the 'scavenger hunt' game we had been given, and soaking in the sun.

highlights of the day, included our amusement of the 'giant panda' exhibit, which as it turned out, was only the little baby panda (although very cute), stalking an elusive tiger, enjoying some italian ice, laughing at the sillyness of the young giraffe, and bronwyn and dan subway surfing.

upon arriving home at about 6pm, i took a lovely nap, from which, i awoke with a massive headache. but i popped some pills and sucked it up--afterall, the day of misspent youth was not over yet.

corey and i met up for dinner then headed over to the batting cages, where anne and katie joined up with us. the little old man there took a liking to me, and kept giving me free pitches. but the most amusing part of the evening was the fact that my pitching machine was broken and often sent two or three balls flying at my head. that engendered some fun little dances, the likes of which may have never been seen before.

the four of us capped off the evening in the only way we could--with ice cream at friendly's.

all in all it was a fabulous day, and my only penalty for pretending i was 12 again is a nice little purple bruise on my forearm from a disagreement i had with my bat.

for a gazillion more photos, go here, and here, and here.