Got to the zoo and started looking (digging, really) through the car to see what we had to take in and what we could do without. All we ended up with was our zoo cards, id and a bottle of water. Purse, stayed in the car. And there's no diaper bag to carry any more. We've actually crossed the threshold to self-sufficient kids. Stringbain carried the water bottle in his cargo shorts and refilled it at the water fountain as needed.
Walking around, enjoying the beautiful spring day it occurred to me how much I was enjoying the zoo. I couldn't remember how long it had been since we went on a family outing without some kind of bag to carry, sweatshirts to hold, stroller to push, goldfish to hand out, whining kids to contain, you get the point.
I was free. I went to the swing set and got to swing like one of them. I didn't have aching shoulders by the end of the afternoon. No one cried and everyone had a great time.
Here's the thing, though: I feel like I should feel more nostalgic about how quickly they are growing or how I don't have a baby-baby any more. However, all I can do is bask in the miracle that this will be my first year in 12 years to not change a diaper. Sorry, I'm just too thankful to be nostalgic.