Z-O-O Spells Tired

We took Brennan, my oldest, to the zoo today with one of his buddies for Brennan's birthday. Lunch was an adventure because the nitwits who worked the snack bar waited until people started ordering hot dogs to put the hot dogs on the rotisserie. Sigh. You just can't get good help nowadays. (As if the Romans had a never-ending supply of competent workers.)

Everyone had a good time but it certainly impressed upon me the strange irony that kids, who have the least leverage to do anything, have the most energy to do anything. Zip! Zing! Whoosh! It was like a Batman episode. At any given task I could physically outperform the little monkeys, but I had a hard time keeping up with their non-stop pace. It was like five hours with the insane, it's-what-I-do-every-waking-moment aerobics instructor.

Hulk nap.

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