I spent the day with four of my babies at the zoo. It was a great day. It was spent wandering from one animal exhibit to the next, carrying children, pushing/pulling children along, seperating children, feeding children and teaching children. My dad got a taste grandparenthood (I know that's not a word but it should be) and my brother and his friend stepped up to the challenge with a smile. They may think I'm crazy, but I was in heaven. We all had a great time. The oohs and awes from the kids made me happier than the baby tigers, which are my favorite. And I couldn't help but spoil them a bit. I love my babies. They just make me happy. That's all.