The Zoo

In honor of Grammies, Mortys and my love of the Zoo - mom was sequestered to drive us to the Zoo.
Sure it was 105 degrees out in the bright, blaring sun but we pressed on.
When the crying ensued to such an unbearable level mom finally gave into the carosel and train.

I doubt we will be visiting the Zoo again this summer with Mom, at least not on a sunny day.