Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Costa Rica - Part Dos
Tuesday, August 26: We swam a lot. And we went to dinner at the sub shop. Because, when I think “tropical vacation”, I think “sub sandwiches.” There were not a lot of food choices. And then more swimming. And playing in the sand. It rained really, really hard at night and our power kept going on and off and on and off and on and off. And so on. And so forth. And every time the power would come back on our air conditioner would beep and the light on our TV would flash and the pool lights would flash. It was less than ideal. I have no pictures of the annoying power surges. But here are Geoff and Hazel playing in the waves.
Hazel was constantly sandy. Seriously, I have no idea how she got so sandy. She would rub her face with her sandy hands and rub sand on her legs and anyway, she was sandy.
Wednesday, August 27: We went to the Monkey Park. Or as I like to call it “The Sad Zoo.” Not sad for me, as you can see. 
There were also monkeys (of course) and a bunch of different birds and a raccoon and some weird animal that kind of looked like a cross between a raccoon and an anteater. There were a bunch of these things and the babies could get out of (and back into) the cage. It just did not seem safe. Also, a crocodile and a dog (maybe a fancy kind of dog, but there were no signs), I don't think this is rainwater in his cage, I think it was all pee. Cause, man, it stunk. But notice the excellent "museum hands" on Hazel. Also, you have a good shot here of the lack of barriers between us and the animals. Sure, there were cages but you could reach right through/over them. We honestly could have touched every animal in the zoo. But, we did not.
Hazel was constantly sandy. Seriously, I have no idea how she got so sandy. She would rub her face with her sandy hands and rub sand on her legs and anyway, she was sandy.
Wednesday, August 27: We went to the Monkey Park. Or as I like to call it “The Sad Zoo.” Not sad for me, as you can see. 
I am sure the animals were well taken care of but it was not up to first-world standards. But we got to pet the friendliest Chacoan Peccary ever. He was adorable and had soft ears like Nacho. It had a pig nose and body but spikes like a porcupine. Weird little animal.
There were also monkeys (of course) and a bunch of different birds and a raccoon and some weird animal that kind of looked like a cross between a raccoon and an anteater. There were a bunch of these things and the babies could get out of (and back into) the cage. It just did not seem safe. Also, a crocodile and a dog (maybe a fancy kind of dog, but there were no signs), I don't think this is rainwater in his cage, I think it was all pee. Cause, man, it stunk. But notice the excellent "museum hands" on Hazel. Also, you have a good shot here of the lack of barriers between us and the animals. Sure, there were cages but you could reach right through/over them. We honestly could have touched every animal in the zoo. But, we did not.
And then there was an awesome butterfly house thing. This was the tunnel leading to it. It was very cool. Like a magical little tunnel to fairyland. Or butterflyland*.
And one of Geoff's fancy pictures of a butterfly.
We even got a butterfly to sit on Hazel's head. And it was awesome. She would not hold one in her hand and was hesitant to have it on her head, but the butterfly was patient and we finally got a picture.
Oh, and we went swimming. And I read books in a beach chair in the shade.
And one of Geoff's fancy pictures of a butterfly.
We even got a butterfly to sit on Hazel's head. And it was awesome. She would not hold one in her hand and was hesitant to have it on her head, but the butterfly was patient and we finally got a picture.
Oh, and we went swimming. And I read books in a beach chair in the shade.
*Blogger thinks "fairyland" is a word, but not "butterflyland". Stupid Blogger. I don't think IT is a word!
Labels: animals, Costa Rica, Geoff, hazel, meadow, vacation, zoo
Sunday, September 9, 2007
Monkeys, climbing and dresses. Oh my!
I think this picture captures some of the mischievousness that is the Hazel.
Sometimes she wants to eat with her animals. Notice the matching bibs.
And what do her stuffed animals eat? Goldfish crackers, of course.
Do you see how ALL of Hazel's stuff is on the ground? She has to dump all the boxes when she plays. I am guessing she wants to see all the stuff at once. I don't know. But, notice she is dressed and has a barrette in her hair and is (mostly) on the ground.
Obviously, Geoff took this picture. As I don't so much care for the climbing on the crib and try to discourage it as much as possible. Thank goodness she only climbs into the crib. Of course, the floor is pretty clean and I didn't see any visible bruises or cuts, so I guess it isn't too bad.
For Labor Day weekend, the mama, the Hazel and the Jenni went to Wyoming to visit the grandparents. While there, the mama spent many hours of back-breaking work sewing dresses. And ignoring the Hazel, according to the grandmother. She may have been momentarily ignored, but look at the cute end result. 
Hazel is very taken with taking care of her animals. She will actually get the dogs (the real dogs) food and likes to help fill their water bowl. This is a great skill, one which I heartily endorse. She also likes putting her stuffed animals and dolls into her high chair, buckling them in and feeding them. I am just waiting for her to get big enough to pick up Triscuit and buckle him in.
Sometimes she wants to eat with her animals. Notice the matching bibs.
And what do her stuffed animals eat? Goldfish crackers, of course.
Do you see how ALL of Hazel's stuff is on the ground? She has to dump all the boxes when she plays. I am guessing she wants to see all the stuff at once. I don't know. But, notice she is dressed and has a barrette in her hair and is (mostly) on the ground.
Obviously, Geoff took this picture. As I don't so much care for the climbing on the crib and try to discourage it as much as possible. Thank goodness she only climbs into the crib. Of course, the floor is pretty clean and I didn't see any visible bruises or cuts, so I guess it isn't too bad.
For Labor Day weekend, the mama, the Hazel and the Jenni went to Wyoming to visit the grandparents. While there, the mama spent many hours of back-breaking work sewing dresses. And ignoring the Hazel, according to the grandmother. She may have been momentarily ignored, but look at the cute end result. A scary spider dress and a sweet red flower dress:
Oh, but wait, they are the same dress!! I love things that are reversible. The bloomers are not reversible. I made two sets. And I made a pink skully dress but don't have a picture of it. When Jenni sends me pictures from our long walk to Colorado, I will post pictures of the pink dress.
And finally, a cute picture with natural lighting. And it shows detail of the top of her dress.
Labels: animals, climbing, dresses, hazel
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