Getting "stung"

As I'm sure my faithful followers (hi Jan!) already know, we took a family trip to the Toronto zoo last week, and let's just say it was awesome. But the hilight was definitely the special exhibit, Sharks at Stingray Bay. You do have to pay a little extra for this, but it was sooo worth it.

The stingrays were so neat and very social. It's hard to describe how they felt... they were soft and sort of felt like they could be slimy, but they weren't. The "stingers" or barbs are clipped, just like we clip our nails, to avoid a sting.

The sharks were really neat too.

At first Eleda was happy to watch, she didn't want any part of sticking her hand in the water.

Then as she saw us doing it, she slowly warmed up to the idea of putting her hands in the water.

Eventually she said she wanted to touch one, but she couldn't quite reach.

Daddy to the rescue!

If you ask Eleda how it all went down, her recollection goes a little something like this: "I was a-scared of the sting rays and then I wanted to touch the stingrays and then daddy lifted me up on my knees and then I touched a stingray and then I pooped".

Pretty accurate, too.