Lions and Roosters

As soon as we got to the zoo all Gavin could talk about was the Lions. He didn't even care about the monkeys, flamingo's or even the little joeys, he wanted to see the lions. Even after we went and visited the lion...twice...he wanted to go back. That was until he heard...dun.dun.dunnn...

The rooster crow!
Then it was all about the rooster. He would have stayed there all day and watched the rooster if we would have let him. I would crow and it would get the rooster crowing and he thought I was the coolest thing since sliced bread, he loved it.

Going for a ride on Mr. Stripes

This is one lion he wanted nothing to do with. Even at 2 he knows that there is something wrong with sticking your head in a lion's mouth. Grrrrrr!

We did however have a bit of a time trying to get him away from this lion.

If you didn't notice already Gavin isn't looking at me and wouldn't look at me at all because he has his eyes glued to the real rooster.