Part 5: Trip to the Aquarium

The trouble with writing posts 3+ months after the photos were taken is that it becomes less about what happened and more about what it looks like...

At any rate, one of our day trips was to the aquarium. Now you'd think (or at least I would) that an aquarium in the Outer Banks could have some great stuff, I mean we saw dolphins in the ocean, so the aquarium is going to be amazing right? slow down...


Morgan wrangled this alligator for a ride. There is another photo with him holding the gator's mouth open and sticking his head inside, but I'm not looking to terrorize anyone, so I won't post it. (Plus Morgan's hands became bloodied from the gator's teeth - I should have seen that coming)

We're peering into this tank as I give Morgan a pep talk on why turtles aren't to be feared.

He buys into it and decides he's going to get in there and mix it up to help give the people their money's worth. (I failed to mention to him that they were snapping turtles.)

Sidenote: I may not get parent of the year

Still riding the high from the conquering the snapping turtle exhibit, Morgan headed outside and convinced Emma to assault an innocent turtle as she tried to lay her eggs.

Thereafter, Morgan's adrenaline crashed and he needed to be carted around by Emma as we went thru the trails looking for a red wolf.

As we came upon the wolf, I helped Morgan seek higher ground. Emma! Look out! Whoops...

After the all the bodily harm the kids endured (thankfully no adults were injured), they spent the afternoon at the beach, because the best thing for an open wound is salt water!

It was a rough day at the aquarium and a rough day in the ocean. Nobody was out swimming on this day...Morgan! Get back here!

Oh, and despite what I said in my opening to this post, everything occurred exactly as I described it here.

Part 4: Dinner and Kite Flying

Welcome to a warm but rainy day in RI, so once again we'll look back to July.

If anyone wants to go for a walk, Morgan is going to take monkey for a stroll. Come along, let's see where this leads...







We went to dinner for Uncle Ed's 70th. There was a lovely outdoor deck where Emma practiced reverse chest compressions on Morgan...oh wait, she's just holding him for the picture, my mistake.







Morgan and I relaxed and listened to the band out on the deck gazebo as jet ski's passed by on the water.







The band was looking for a little crowd participation and passed out shakers to help with the song. That's right, Morgan knows how to shake it!







After dinner, we went back to the house to get our kites. There is a small standard kite which has a picture of a monkey on it and a giant kite that in theory should decimate all kites...in theory. Ed and Emma carried the kites, while Michelle carried Morgan.

Morgan took to kite flying without a hitch, I think he could to go pro, but I'm not going to glue a kite spool in his hand yet.

Up so high in the sky...it's monkey kite! Also in the lower corner of the picture, the giant kite letdown :( It appeared too big for its own good and could never acheive the great heights of the evening sky.

Until next time...