Taking your child to the zoo may seem like a family-friendly excursion.
But then, before you know it, you are face to face with a masturbating monkey and someone is asking too many questions and you must slowly back away from the primates, run to your car and sit in the fetal position for an hour before you can brave the ride back home.
I guess the important thing to remember is that kids rarely know what they are looking at.
For instance, at our last visit to the zoo, Mazzy pointed to a group of turtles and asked, "They're climbing together, Mommy?"
The correct response would have been, "You're close, sweet pea, but what's actually going on is two turtles were getting their rocks off when a third turtle who was fed up with his usual 'observer role' decided to get in on the action and turn a natural (although exhibitionist) turtle act into the more sexually deviant— wild swinging turtle orgy."
In reality, I said, "Yes! They're climbing together! Let's go see the penguins…"
And that masturbating monkey I spoke of? That was a real thing. I didn't even notice him located right next to our window because I, along with the rest of the parents, were too busy pointing out a cute little baby monkey located in the distance.
Then I overheard the following conversation between a little girl and her father.
"That monkey is hurt."
"Which monkey?"
"The monkey right there, pulling the red thorn out from between his legs."
"What?"
"He can't get it out so he keeps pulling it."
"Huh? Oh….."
At that moment, every parent standing in the general area saw it too.
Uncomfortable pause.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhh….."
Then we all grabbed our childs' hands and quickly dispersed.
Beyond the zoo's hard-to-explain moments, are the scarred-for-life moments that will continue to haunt your child way into adulthood.
I still have vivid memories of the time my normally cautious mother decided it would be a great idea to feed a giraffe grapes by opening the sun roof while riding through The Great Adventure Wild Safari Drive-Thru.
The giraffe thought it was a great idea, too.
So great, that he quickly swung his whole head into the top of our car and stuck his forty foot tongue of slime straight into the bag, which I happened to be holding. My sister, my mom and I all started screaming as my father tried desperately to close the automatic sun roof (in the 80s, closing an automatic sun roof was comedically slow). You also must imagine the 'sun roof closing sound effect' paired with the screaming and my father shouting, "THROW THE GRAPES OUT THE WINDOW! THROW THE GRAPES OUT THE WINDOW!" as I sat there frozen whlie giraffe saliva dripped all over the backseat.
In the end, the giraffe removed it's tongue right before it got completely severed off which most surely would have resulted in years of therapy for all of us.
Below are 5 more unfortunate zoo moments I hope you never experience with your children.
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Check out my post on Babble today, "5 Nearly Impossible Diaper Changes", including the time I tried to change a poopy diaper while my daughter was wearing a large ribbon-covered tutu.
That was this morning, thank you very much.
Thanks! I’m going to have the pig-kissing child image stuck in my head for weeks! The mommy in me feels the need to find that child immediately. Even if the incident actually happened five years ago on the other side of the world. Must. rescue. the child!
Awesome
When my husband was a cop, he always seemed to be the one finding people having sex in public places. Now, it’s morphed into every time we go to a zoo, farm or other place that has animals “husbanding”. I don’t think we’ve ever been to a place where we haven’t had something happen right in front of us..it’s like he’s a beacon or something. Fortuantely, my husband is a master of re-direction and distraction. Because I’m usually too busy laughing to be of much use at all.
I will be haunted by your greedy giraffe story for at least a week.
I will never forget the elephant nookie I witnessed as a kid. My parents were successful in playing it off until the male dismounted and his enormousness ele-schlong was hanging down. Traumatic.
Wow, that impossible diaper change happened this morning and you blogged about it the same day? Good for you! Back to the zoo — it is a dangerous place, waiting for a tantrum to happen, a kid not to eat, and having to buy a stuffed panda to calm him down (good call Dad, no, not really). Next time we go to the zoo, hopefully we’ll be more prepared. Ew on that monkey-thorn story. It musta been awkward! And LOL on those photos! I had to do a double take on that what those kangaroos were doing. OMG. Scary story about the giraffe sticking its icky tongue in your car!
What is it with turtles?! They seem to be a rather unlikely horny group of animals because every time we are at the zoo they are getting it on.
Ah yes, I have yet to witness a gorilla getting his rocks off but one more than one occasion the baboons have created that uncomfortable silence . . . some things cannot be unseen and a masturbating baboon is one of those things!
Oh my goodness, that’s hilarious! Gotta love the zoo!
Red thorn, huh? Yeah – I can’t wait to be a parent.
This was too funny..much needed after a long day.
We took a trip with Girl Scouts to Sea World and were looking at the Walrus area… from the “above ground” view, we could see a walrus that was kind of floating in the corner and it was acting weird…but who are we to know how walruses normally act? So we go down to the “below ground” viewing area and the walrus was pleasuring himself… I think one of the girls thought he was “scratching himself” so we went with that. I was traumatized.
Well, if it makes you feel any better, I was looking through an old photo album with my sister and mom of our first trip to the zoo and various other places. So it’s “nice picture of us as kids, us as kids, us as kids” and then about halfway through the album, there’s seven pages of pictures of turtles mating. Seven. Pages. Then it’s back to regular nice pictures, except the picture of my sister as a (very poorly made up) clown for Halloween that was overdeveloped in the bottom half, so it looks like she’s standing a pool of flames – let me tell you, MOST TERRIFYING HALLOWEEN PICTURE EVER. I can’t say the number of times I’ve looked through that photo album and thought nothing of the turtles other than “that’s a lot of turtle pictures.” Until this year, and L. and I and our mom could not stop laughing. So that’s what I suggest. Put it in a picture album and forget about it for years and years – when she’s an adult and reminiscing, you can both be baffled.
Soooo funny! thanks for the laugh!
Bwahahahahaha *gasps* hahahahaha
Red thorn.
Hilarious!
My parents just took Lil’ Bit to the zoo this week. She told me a giraffe “kissed” her back. Which I knew was code for, “A giraffe ran his super-long, slimy, bacteria-laden tongue up my back.”
And that second pic cracked me up. That kangaroo is living every man’s dream – sex and a snack AT THE SAME TIME!
Any time I worry that something may be too explicit for Caitlyn, I think about some of the songs I used to listen to when I was 13 or so. I had a vague idea that they were about sex, I guess, but I really didn’t understand how graphic they were (please refer to the TLC song “Red Light Special” and LL Cool J’s “Doin’ It”- these were both songs I listened to in my early teens, probably in front of my mother at least a few times). When I hear them now, all I can think is “wow, mom, you really let me listen to this shit?”, but then I think how I didn’t even really understand it anyway. My mom never shielded me from it, so I never even thought twice about what it meant to do “kitty cat style” or the fact that T-Boz would let him “go further, if you take the Southern route”.
My point is that if I’m exposed to these songs now, I think about the fact that I heard them when I was way too young, but seeing humping turtles or a monkey beating off as a child… well, I can’t even tell you if I ever did. Because I probably just assumed they were climbing too, and I never thought about it ever again.
As a child with a new 35mm camera I went to the zoo with family friends. I took pictures of the camels who were “climbing” and didn’t understand why my parents’ friends were laughing. Over the years there would be an occasional reference to the mating camels, but I tried to ignore them.
Last month my mother sent me a box of my childhood things. I flipped through the pictures in the box wondering why I ever thought I’d need all those pictures of camp-mates I’d never see again. Then there were the zoo pictures and a pair of mating camels. Naturally, that was when my children appeared out of nowhere wanting to see the pictures I was holding.
Okay, at first I didn’t know if those pictures were real or not. I’m still not sure sure, but I am LOLing. And thanks for the tip to be on the lookout for “red thorns” at the zoo.
My daughter is an animal hater. We went once, she was disgusted by the smell and wanted to leave immediately…which we did. We never have to visit the zoo again. It is a win win for me 😀
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