Farm at the Zoo

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The Lincoln Park Zoo has what looked like a promising "Farm" area. Since Brock got his farm set for the big 0 2 he has been into it hard core. So we went to check it out.

 Brock, cow. Cow, Brock. Haaaayyyy

 Although very excited to initially feed the cows a fist full of hay, Brock declined the second invitation to do so and preferred to check out the "dome light". Note the undeniable expression of "meh" cross those cheeks.

 
Now for the main event... a tractor!! As his board book promised the tractor did have "big wheels make it easy to drive over bumpy ground".

 For a Monday afternoon, the line for the tractor was long. Brock was very patient, but did keep circling the latter up to the tractor like a hungry wolf, waiting for the clear.

 Finally! Much fun was had in the tractor. Too much fun for the "say bye bye to the.... (fill in the blank) tractor" line to come so soon. As mentioned, there was a long line. "No's" ensued, followed by the ever dramatic "no, please" and then some screaming. Then a formal complaint letter addressed to The Meanest Mommy in the World. 

 Tires are even better flat!

 Brock also loves chickens and has a real thing for eggs. I think he was little disappointed that there was no yolk to sploosh around in.

This chicken will be very surprised to hatch a set of human fraternal twins by different fathers... and mothers...

 
Brock insisted that the tornado tunnel was a shower, even after it was demonstrated twice. Unfortunately this shower did not make it rain.

 Brock's finale roosting in a sundial-thing. Notice how few farm animals were in the Farm at the Zoo post? I know! So disappointing! Not my terrible photo-journalist fault this time! Strangely all the other animals were "closed" or fenced off so you couldn't pet them. I thought it was a petting zoo! Maybe it is on the weekends. Anyhow, Brock still had a blast, and we'll likely be back. When daddy asked what Brock did at the farm, he said "didn't see bunnies". It was true. No bunnies to be had despite a confident promise I made to him in the car ride over that there would be. Sigh. Meanest. Mommy. In. The. World.


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