One fine weekend, his dad and I took him to the aquarium(again!) and he was simply ecstatic seeing different kinds of fish from the tanks. From aruanas, piranhas, clown and angel fish and so much more i refuse to remember their nams. It was however a long walk for him and the poor child eventually got tired. When we got to the small sharks swimming with the stingrays, he wasn't looking anymore. Giving us tired and sleepy looks but too proud to ask or show that he wanted to be carried already. By the time we get to the tank of the manatees, he found a spot to sit on, right where one large manatee or "dugong" was resting. It got funny when he started kissing the glass between him and the mammal that other parents started to point and laughed. Unfortunately though, he was just too pooped that when we got to the biggest tank, where bigger sharks,and a big school of fish were, my exhausted child turned to a walking child-zombie. Ignoring the exciting things going on about him. Making me and his dad wrap things up at the aquarium.
Oh well, you're only 2 my boy. Lots of time to visit the aqurium again next time.
The giant turtle, swimming so fast I can't get a good shot.
The giant squid and its creepy tentacles.
The cute diver performer.
Here is my little boy, kissing the manatee.
Don't wonder where my child got his looks. Here's solid proof.
And the silvery school of fish.
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