Lions and Tigers and Bears, Oh My!

So my mum and I took Alicia to the zoo for the first time yesterday. I figured maybe the live stimulation would spur on some response from her to my incessant stream of questions such as, "Alicia, what does the dog/cat/horse/cow/tiger/lion/monkey/bird say?"

Talk about being a kiasu Singaporean. But hey, when in Rome....

Even though it was a gray, cloudy, threathening to rain anytime kind of day, it was still humid as hell. Note to self: NEVER go to the zoo on a sunny day unless you're trying to work your sweat glands overtime.









At this age, Alicia showed signs of interest but none of the exuberant zealousness exemplified by the older kids. She liked the birds, was scared of the wooden giraffe, loved the dog show and cried when a sheep "baaa-ed" at her. :)

"So Alicia, what does the bird say?"