It actually kinda was.
We left around 8, got there around 10, paid the exorbitant 24.95 for each adult to enter the overpriced fish tank arena (thank all that is holy that kids under 3 are free... Fynn will never again visit this place after the age of 3.). But then? Then Fynn was in heaven. This girl loves Fish. Big fish, little fish, blue fish, gray fish... the kid loves them all.
So we spent 2 1/2 hours basking in the type of excitement only a 2 year old with all her dreams fulfilled can muster. We giggled at penguins, gasped at the sharks and desperately tried to get closer to the glass our faces were already pressed up against.
|Daddy and his girl, |
checking out the boats
Despite paying out the wazoo for this day trip, I'm glad we went. Fynn had a blast, Drew and I had fun too, and it was nice to just get away for a day. We should do that more.
*Please note, I'm not in any of the pictures... the curse of being the photographer anywhere we go. Hint, hint, Drew.