Last night Sammy told me he wants to go to Indonesia to see a Komodo Dragon. Now, he is five and I am just shocked that he even knows that there is a place called Indonesia. I know that he can't find it on a map or anything,but it impressed me nonetheless. I am quite sure I didn't know that country existed until I was in my teens or early 20s.
I told Sammy in the spring we would take a trip to the Toronto zoo to see these vile, huge lizards.
He just looked at me. "Mom, Toronto? a zoo? I think you are just being lazy"