I debated whether or not to turn around and look. ”Please don’t be mine, please don’t be mine” went through my brain, and I have to admit that a huge sigh of relief and a sort of twitty smile spread across my face when I saw that it wasn’t MY 18 month old picking up deer poo in the petting corral of the Wild Animal Park and trying to feed it to the same deer that had just deposited it.
I was really nervous about taking the kids to the Wild Animal Park yesterday all by myself. Not only was I worried that we’d have a repeat of this, but I was also not sure how these kids would do, especially since I really don’t know them or their personalities yet.
But, can I just brag for a minute? These kids were fantastic...Read More