Jimmy Hank and Kitty Chicken
Finally got to THIS YEAR, Dad! Nice.

Jimmy Hank and Kitty Chicken

Bronx Zoo - Butterfly Garden

August 29th, 2008

Zen coy look good. I'll have 'one with everything'.

After braving the mass of humanity packed into the Children’s Zoo, Mom and I stopped at this coy pond to decide where to go next. We figured the zombie hordes would avoid the butterfly garden entirely, and we were right!

They just come to you? Now that's service.

I overcame my fear of flying bugs fairly quickly. They overcame their fear of me just as fast.

Oh, that hat's covered in buterfly poop now.

Look, one landed on Mom’s hat. I don’t know why Dad’s so afraid of these. I guess they remind him of clowns.

Okay according to this I just swallowed a Morpho. What should I send in after it?

By this point, I already liked butterflies. I mean they kiss with their eyelashes; what’s not to like? But then, I saw a sign which made me LOVE them.

I do! I love blueberries!

I could go for some cakes right now…

Piglet Out

4 Responses to “Bronx Zoo - Butterfly Garden”

  1. comment number 1 by: Your extra grandma in Texas

    James - I know you are brilliant so it must be your webmaster that did not check the speilling of the fish pond. It’s koi not coy. You just can’t get good help these days.

    Got big plans for your birthday? Your Uncle Nick will be 18 two days before your birthday. He’s pretty excited about that. You’re probably excited about being the big 2 too. Have fun and enjoy it. Tell your Mom and Dad good luck with 2.

    Lots of love from Texas.

  2. comment number 2 by: Your extra grandma in Texas

    And yes, the mis-spelling of spelling was intentional to see if your webmaster will catch it :)

  3. comment number 3 by: Wide World of Words

    Perhaps the fish were indeed coy:

    Tending to avoid people and social situations; reserved.
    Affectedly and usually flirtatiously shy or modest.

  4. comment number 4 by: I want a giant bunny.

    My parents used to have a koi pond (maybe they still do, not sure), but it was neat because you could hand-feed the fish and they’d kiss the pellets out of your fingers. Nom nom nom.

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