cool at the zoo


Collins is in town and wants to go to the zoo, I texted Pretty yesterday afternoon; they’ve invited us to bring Ella and Molly to go with them. Collins is the five year old granddaughter of our good friends Francie and Nekki – Collins lives in Charleston but she and Ella went to the zoo together in the days before Molly was born so they weren’t strangers.

Do you think it’s too cold to take the girls to the zoo? Pretty texted back. Of course, we think any temperature below 60 degrees is freezing. I know, I know. Ask the people who live in other parts of the country about cold – they will laugh at us. Ella is our three year old granddaughter, Molly just turned one year old last week, and we’re worried about a sunny mid afternoon with temps in the 50s.

It’s a sunshiny day, I said, we’ll keep them warm. To the zoo we went.

Collins (left) and Ella in zoo’s fun photo booth

Francie and I crashed photo booth party –

think the little girls had more fun without us

we did see a tiger in between photo booth, carousel, playground…

and souvenir shop

Nana Pretty with grands watching the tiger –

Molly taken with big striped cat, Ella studying caves

Molly kept warm in stroller – had big time watching, absorbing new sights and sounds

put me down, Naynay – I’d rather walk

(won’t let he who shall remain nameless take my red hat away from me)

thanks to Nekki for this last screenshot with Pretty, me and the kids

this is how we roll with them now that Molly is walking, too

Ella lives in her own world – we are privileged to share it when it suits her.

Pretty sent this text to Francie and Nekki last night after we dropped Ella and Molly at home with their parents: “We had such a good time this afternoon. So funny to me that we now have our grandchildren playing together…”

Next week Pretty and I have our 22nd. Anniversary; these two friends have been with us from the beginning. I know for sure I never dreamed of having these awesome little girls in a million years, but I have celebrated family in new ways with Pretty who brings the fun with her sense of humor that still makes me – and now our granddaughters – laugh.

President John F. Kennedy said children are the living messages we send to a time we will not see. I love that idea and ask for wisdom to do my part in supporting these little girls with the same love, kindness, understanding and patience my grandmothers gave to me in a time long ago and far away but never forgotten.

***************

Slava Ukraini. For the children.

About Sheila Morris

Sheila Morris is a personal historian, essayist with humorist tendencies, lesbian activist, truth seeker and speaker in the tradition of other female Texas storytellers including her paternal grandmother. In December, 2017, the University of South Carolina Press published her collection of first-person accounts of a few of the people primarily responsible for the development of LGBTQ organizations in South Carolina. Southern Perspectives on the Queer Movement: Committed to Home will resonate with everyone interested in LGBTQ history in the South during the tumultuous times from the AIDS pandemic to marriage equality. She has published five nonfiction books including two memoirs, an essay compilation and two collections of her favorite blogs from I'll Call It Like I See It. Her first book, Deep in the Heart: A Memoir of Love and Longing received a Golden Crown Literary Society Award in 2008. Her writings have been included in various anthologies - most recently the 2017 Saints and Sinners Literary Magazine. Her latest book, Four Ticket Ride, was released in January, 2019. She is a displaced Texan living in South Carolina with her wife Teresa Williams and their dogs Spike, Charly and Carl. She is also Naynay to her two granddaughters Ella and Molly James who light up her life for real. Born in rural Grimes County, Texas in 1946 her Texas roots still run wide and deep.
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10 Responses to cool at the zoo

  1. Wayside Artist says:

    At this very moment Southeastern Pennsylvania skies are blue, and the daily high is 27F°. It is hard to have sympathy for people suffering in a 60 degree cold snap. I have cruel streak. I know. That’s the temperature my thermostat set this winter to conserve oil. Ebenezer Scrooge has nothing over me!!

    Yet here are your happy grandchildren and friends warming up the day with sunny smiles and hijinks. I’m so blessed to enjoy your fun from a frosty distance. Have a beautiful remainder to the weekend.

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    • I knew not to expect sympathy from you, my wonderful friend in Pennsylvania!! And why would you!!
      Wow 60 degrees in your house?? That’s rugged by my standards…
      I’m afraid I couldn’t visit very long then…stay warm!! Only six more weeks, right?

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      • Anonymous says:

        I would crank up the heat for you. I’m not that rag mannered!!
        As for 6 weeks, that rotten Pennsylvania rodent, Punxsutawney Phil, predicted a longer winter season. Sigh … !!

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      • Wayside Artist says:

        I’d crank up the heat for you! I’m not that rag mannered!!
        Let’s hope it’s only 6 weeks.

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  2. A great day at the zoo, and that quote from JFK is beautiful

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  3. Never too cold for a trip to the zoo! Looks like a fun time.

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  4. What a fabulous day!

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  5. scauburn79 says:

    I LOVE the pictures and especially your last paragraph!  Powerful!

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