
Tuesday is normally Tiny Tots day (that means I take Ella to the gym and she jumps around on trampolines and mattresses). But Tiny Tots doesn't run during school holidays, so today we were at a loose at end. Until Aunty Cathy rang us up to see if we wanted to go to the zoo.
I'm not much of a zoo person, and in the past neither was Ella. She went to Dubbo zoo, aged 3 months, and for some reason was completely oblivious to the animals she was supposed to

Ella's favourites were the giraffes, who poke their noses up to about baby height, and the emus which are roaming free (and required parental intervention to end a mexican standoff).