tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12265932.post8424871732644234783..comments2023-10-17T01:24:09.703-07:00Comments on Ready or not: Her WayKirstenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07788098315042191623noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12265932.post-69330991970040913662007-07-05T05:51:00.000-07:002007-07-05T05:51:00.000-07:00She'll get there. When we lived in a city with a z...She'll get there. When we lived in a city with a zoo, my eldest (then three years old) could direct us to the elephant enclosure from the front gate. Blind-folded, I'll swear.<BR/><BR/>My niece, when taken to the zoo at about Goldie's age? She called everything bigger than a foot high "doggie". Everything smaller was "kittie". Except the great big male silverback gorilla. That one? He was "daddy".<BR/><BR/>My niece is now 23, and it still makes me laugh. Bwah-ha...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12265932.post-12884968911373180992007-07-03T22:14:00.000-07:002007-07-03T22:14:00.000-07:00but you skipped the part where she pooped her pant...but you skipped the part where she pooped her pants!Melaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16679691972013338068noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12265932.post-4892819720774468632007-07-03T20:30:00.000-07:002007-07-03T20:30:00.000-07:00Sometimes, when we try to see it through their eye...Sometimes, when we try to see it through their eyes, we just miss the mark! My kids love the zoo too...happy scouting!Her Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04891923995709831206noreply@blogger.com