brain rot

Today we enjoyed a trip to Detroit Zoo, where The May Queen followed the enormous animal foot prints around and we oogled lots of animals doing very little action.

Overheard at the zoo: A son says to his father, "Daddy, did you know that animals can't really talk to each other?" "mmmm...," says the father, in a distracted sort of way. "That really sucks!" declares the boy. Too many Disney movies? Did he expect the chimpanzees to be having a conversation? I didn't bother to go into how they communicate with each other. I just laughed.

ANYHOW... in addition to the animals we played on the playgroud, on the way home we had ice cream, and told knock-knock jokes, and sang songs. After dinner we sat around a campfire in the fire pit out back, and when we called so MQ could say goodnight to her Daddy back home, he asked what she did today. "I watched TV!" she excitedly said.

TV. She watched one lousy video upon our return from the zoo, and this is all she can think to tell him she did today? He said to me "Well, we see that TV and video games have a high level of importance in her life." I wonder who she gets that from?