Boo at the Zoo

It was a beautiful autumn evening ...

And a certain fairy princess was ready for her first "Boo at the Zoo."


We've been at the zoo for five minutes, and already she's lost the wand. Good thing we have three more at home.
"I'm a beauuuuuuuutiful faiwy pwincesssssssss!"


Look! The lions are actually moving! (note the use of temporary, "I don't care if they get broken" wings, necessitated by the 40-mph winds that day that would have caused liftoff with the bigger wings on loan from a friend)

There are certain downsides to the costume ...

Liza's favorite parts of the night were watching the cellists at the Wolf Wilderness lodge, and getting up the nerve to dance at the Monster Mash. Here she is, checking out the crowd with Daddy.

Here she is with "Blue Ghost," which is what she calls anything vaguely ghostlike, thanks to a blue ghost-shaped nightlight that was pressed into service as her official sleep guardian back when she was refusing to go to sleep before 11pm. This guy's a little bigger.