The 2nd day in Denver we headed out to the
zoo.
I called my brother, who currently
lives in Pueblo, around 8am to see if he had plans for coming up to Denver for
the weekend.
He said he did and the zoo
was just the kind of activity he wanted to do with his nephews so he jumped in
the car for a quick 2 hour drive.
Our
friend Dan from college, who also lives in Pueblo, also came up to see us (for some reason we have no pictures of Dan though I remeber taking some - must have been with his camera not ours). Turns out it takes the same amount of time to
get 2 boys dressed, fed and to the zoo (about 20 mins away for us) as it does
to drive from Pueblo so we all arrived at the entrance within about 15 minutes
of each other.
We spent the morning
looking at the animals and trying to keep Jaydon from realizing how tired he
was, Tylor was just happy not to be in the car...
By lunch time Jaydon had had enough and
we headed home for a nice long nap because we had a fun filled evening planned
ahead (or so we thought). We were going
to meet up with Nate and his family at Casa Bonita to join their son’s birthday
party. We arrived about 2 hours late
(Jaydon was not civilized the first time he woke up from his nap so we let him
get another few hours of rest before heading out).
For those who haven’t experienced Casa Bonita it's a kid centric Mexican themed
restaurant with a waterfall stage for silly skits and high divers.
When we showed up the line to get in was
fairly long and it was loud – too loud for an overtired Jaydon. I think we had 3 melt downs before even
getting our food (it’s kind of cafeteria style). When we were getting seated we asked to join
the birthday party (they had several going on) but we didn’t recognize any of
the names listed. The hostess brought us around
the entire restaurant to look in on every party and we didn’t recognize any of
them. Steve was also trying to call,
text, and e-mail Nate to figure out what was going on. We finally gave up and got seated by ourselves; Jaydon had
no interest in eating so Uncle Mike took it upon himself to entertain Jaydon
while his very tired parents tried to eat.
Jaydon learned in Barcelona that riding Uncle Mike’s shoulders is a
great way to see everything (he’s like 6’5” or something).
A few, more melt downs later we decided to
call it a night. We learned later that
we had the wrong night, party was on Sunday not Saturday but we decided not to
try the adventure again the next night.
I don’t think Jaydon had quit the thrilling experience that Cartman did
for all you SouthPark watchers.
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