Zoo

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Nothing beats a little Maslow family fun at the zoo.

"Are we there yet?"

Laughing to yourself, you remember that famous line, from the movie of the same title, you remember the time you watched that with your family, a few years back when it came out, not really thinking that you would actually live it yourself, a man you call your husband by your side and a daughter in the backseat who looks like every bit of James.

"No, baby girl. We have 15 minutes to go" James replies, looking at the GPS stuck to the window which does really say that your arrival time is in 15 minutes. He's not lying to make her happy, he's actually telling the truth, something a good father would do.

"Okay, Momma!" she laughs, before slumping back into her seat and starting out the window, probably creating some story in her head, usual for a little girl her age.

A few more minutes pass and the busy traffic starts, signaling that you're close. Apparently, you weren't the only one who decided to come visit the zoo with your family on this hot summer day.

"Momma! Daddy! Are we there yet? your daughter ask, the little bundle of joy, although she's acting more like a bundle of energy right now, screams from the back seat, still tied as she sees the big sign revealing the zoo's name.

"Yes, we are, sweetie" you smile, laughing that for once you didn't tell her no. Knowing that this was her first time at the zoo and she couldn't but more excited, you understood completely what she was going through. You were just very excited to experience this with her and James too. He's the one who proposed this activity, considering he's been gone a lot these days, recording new music for the band and doesn't really get to see his life, the little 5 year old he calls his daughter. Your daughter, actually.

"Can we go now?" she asks, not realizing that there's a lineup of cars and it might take a little while before you can actually visit the animals, precisely the lions. It's what she's looking forward to. Despite her young age, she's very interested in animals. It all started when Fox decided to lick your stomach while you were pregnant with her, maybe not but you amuse people telling that story of how your girly girl came to love animals. Or maybe it comes from James, he's interested in animals. Snakes, giraffes, to name a few.

"Sorry, honey. You'll have to wait a little while longer" James replies for you, not even realizing you phased out for a moment, your husband has always got your back, he promised you when you put the gold ring on his finger, the day of your wedding.

"Now?" she ask, after a few seconds pass.

James and you laugh, she was very impatient. Hopefully with time, she'll learn that patience is a virtue and that it might bring her somewhere. But for now, she's young and doesn't know any better.

"Actually yes" you say, now noticing that there was a big space between you and the car in front of you, realizing that in fact it was your turn to get the ticket. A quick playful slap on James' chest and he's zooming towards the cashier.

"2 adults, one child" he says, handing the cashier the money.

"Have a good day. Have fun!" he says, handing the receipts and the wrist bracelets, one you'll have to put on your daughter yourself.

"Thank you mister! We Will!" the little girl in the backseat screams, waving to the man dressed in the uniform as James attempts to find parking. You both laugh, probably thinking that in the future, being loud and publicly speaking won't be her problem in school.

James finds a parking, parks in, opens your door and your daughter's, letting her unbuckle herself while he opens the trunk to get what you need now. A small bag with wallets, sunglasses, hats, a few snacks and you can't forget your camera. This young family of yours won't be young all their lives. She's already 5, going to elementary school this year. Times does past fast, you remember her being a little baby and how she had a cute little button nose and those little fingers that got tangled in James' very manly fingers...

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