A few days ago I found my DD with her Bear and her Rowdy Roo , at the airport. I'd only run like a rabbit up and down the escalator between the arrivals gate and baggage claim about four times....when there she was, smiling and serene . She was happy to see me. I am, after all, her Mommy. The Bear and the Rowdy Roo eyed me with suspicion and clung like limpets to their mother's legs. "Who," you could imagine them thinking, "is this grinning, aged fool, addressing us in such familiar terms?" Ah, the trials of long distance grandparenthood!
Day One we headed to the Wildlife Park, where Bear and Rowdy Roo set about proving that the toddler urge to climb is universal.
The little duck and his turtle friend were not the main attractions, but they were the ones that caught my eye.They made me think of 2 1/2 yr. old Rowdy's comment every time he saw an animal not in the company of at least one other of its own kind ---- "Our looking for our mommy."