Take two

Kelly had been wanting to go back to Alligator Adventure all week for two reasons. The first reason is that they always give you passes to come back for a second day for free. It's hard to turn down free stuff, especially when it's RIGHT by where you're staying. The second reason is that we had wanted to let Cason pick out something from the gift shop the first time he went but he was having a particularly rough day that morning so we couldn't really treat him that day. We also wanted to get Bryce a little tiger because anytime that anyone mentioned the word "tiger", he would roar and it was the cutest thing ever. Or at least the cutest thing of that week. So on Saturday, after Alissa, Dave, and Tate had taken off for the airport, we headed back to Alligator Adventure.

It didn't take us long to spin through again and Kelly and Cason got to see the stuff they missed out on the first time when Cason was too busy screaming.

I wish I had taken a picture like this of every time Cason had stood in front of a water fountain or waterfall. We saw a LOT and they were one of the highlights of his trip. Everywhere we went, he asked if we would see a water fount and as soon as we saw one, he would tell us he wanted to see another. I don't know what is up with that kid and water fountains.



Kelly being a dork.



A rare picture of me. I gave up halfway through the week and surrendered to wearing my hair in a pony tail at all times.



Lemur monkeys



When we had seen everything, we headed to the gift shop and picked from the several options of tigers available. When I gave it to Bryce, he immediately started kissing it.



All week long, Cason had been saying he was going to pick out an alligator but when we got to the gift shop and looked around, he settled on a plush snake (sorry, I didn't get a good picture of it) and a tube of plastic dinosaurs. He's really into plastic animals of various sorts right now but the funny thing is he doesn't play with them. He just collects them all together and then stashes them in a drawer or other hiding place so NO ONE ELSE can play with them, look at them, touch them, or breathe on them. A bit of a hoarder? Anyway, it was fun for us to let him pick something out like that because he never really gets to do that.