The highlight of the day was when I realized the twins can't seem to pronounce "flamingo". Even Lauren, who's verbal skills are sometimes better than my own, says "fum-a-lingo". Flamingo. Fumalingo. This will never not be funny.
Kyle was not feeling like having his photo taken. I have no photo of him at the zoo, beyond the last shot which mostly serves simply as evidence that he was present.
Here, the girls pose on the zoo's little Mexican cobblestone street that's supposed to teach us that Mexico has real animals (and not just drunk American tourists).