Abby after the reptile house. She HATED it. We told her that she would get to see frogs, but she refused to look in any of the exhibits. And screamed the whole time.
The reptile house is Stu and I's favorite. Don't get me wrong, I hate creepy, crawly stuff, but I love looking at them through thick glass.
The only thing she even remotely enjoyed was a "dancing" iguana that bobbed its head up and down.
We thought that she would love the "pink birds" and talked them up to her.
When we finally got to the exhibit, she just kept saying, "Where are the pink birds, these are orange??"