The "Buffawo" Park

We went to the Buffawo Park, as Steele calls it on Saturday. Our main reason for going was to see the baby giraffe but we enjoyed all of it. Steele loves to sit in my lap while I'm on the computer. He was telling me about the pictures as I was editing them, so I think I will tell you in his words about our trip to the Tupelo Buffalo Park.

Steele: "See the zebra, buffawo, camel."

Steele: It's like a big buffawo!

Steele: Standing on the fence seeing the buffawo.

Steele: walking in the rocks

Steele: Cow not get out of the way! Get out of the way Lucy! Momma, cows name Lucy.

Steele: Camels name Joe.

Me: Tell me about Joe.

Steele: Joe bite you.

Steele: baby buffawo

Steele: This ones a lion. Lion stands up on the table. I see it.

Steele: I see a baby g-raf , big g-raf, and momma g-raf. Momma, wait it's a momma g-raf here. Momma, wait Steele Brooks baby g-raf. Momma you a g-raf?

Me: Am I a g-raf?

Steele: uh-huh

Steele (as he goes in the living room): Daddy, you a g-raf?

Daddy: No

Steele: Daddy, you the big g-raf in the piture on the puter.

Steele: G-raf eat out of Steele Brooks hand.

Steele: Yucky! Yucky hands.

Me: Why was it yucky?

Steele: It was yucky hands.

Me: Why was it yucky?

Steele: Not talking.

Steele: Steele Brooks eat wafers in the Buffawo Park.

Me: Were you playing in the fort?

Steele: Surely does.

(This is Steele's signature saying, he says it anytime you ask him anything, Sure does.)