The other day we went back to the Chicago Botanical Gardens - this time with Gram Pam! It was a beautiful Sunday. The first thing we did is have a picnic on the grass, at which point we were swiftly told to stop enjoying our picnic on the garden grounds. Apparently they want you to buy food inside. Sorry dudes, our bad. We hurried and ate behind some bushes and got busy checking out plants! Hooray plants! Flowers galore!
Baby boy was psyched out of his mind. He loves plants!
They really try to include all vegetation in this place, including
Lilly pads and their respective flowers.
Mom and son, surrounded by beauty. Do people think we look alike? I do. Which child looks the most like my mom? Some say Michelle, but sometimes I think its me.
I liked this flower because of its trimming. Jagged and colorful.
Max had an obsession with sticking his tongue out that day...it was out for hours. Precious mom and son picture. Do you think Max looks like Caitlin?
Or maybe he looks like me? Actually, right now he looks like a
goob with that crazy tongue.
Gram Pam is basically obsessed with Max, he being her only grandchild. He asks, and she gives. They had a great time while she was in town.
What Max loves most of all is a good fountain. If he gets sad or fussy at our house, I just take him to the living room window so he can stare at the fountain in our courtyard. He just loves the sound and visuals of the water.
Seriously, that is what a fountain does to this kid. He like blows up with excitement and happiness.
He also enjoys grabbing anything that has a different texture from what he is used to feeling - like these flowers. Don't tell the botanical gardens that I let my son rip up their flower beds. How could I deny him that joy?
And that was all the dude could stand before he passed out from exhaustion. Too much fun for Francis...er, Max.
The other day we went back to the Chicago Botanical Gardens - this time with Gram Pam! It was a beautiful Sunday. The first thing we did is have a picnic on the grass, at which point we were swiftly told to stop enjoying our picnic on the garden grounds. Apparently they want you to buy food inside. Sorry dudes, our bad. We hurried and ate behind some bushes and got busy checking out plants! Hooray plants! Flowers galore!
Baby boy was psyched out of his mind. He loves plants!
They really try to include all vegetation in this place, including Lilly pads and their respective flowers.
Mom and son, surrounded by beauty. Do people think we look alike? I do. Which child looks the most like my mom? Some say Michelle, but sometimes I think its me.
I liked this flower because of its trimming. Jagged and colorful.
Max had an obsession with sticking his tongue out that day...it was out for hours. Precious mom and son picture. Do you think Max looks like Caitlin?
Or maybe he looks like me? Actually, right now he looks like a goob with that crazy tongue.
Gram Pam is basically obsessed with Max, he being her only grandchild. He asks, and she gives. They had a great time while she was in town.
What Max loves most of all is a good fountain. If he gets sad or fussy at our house, I just take him to the living room window so he can stare at the fountain in our courtyard. He just loves the sound and visuals of the water.
Seriously, that is what a fountain does to this kid. He like blows up with excitement and happiness.
He also enjoys grabbing anything that has a different texture from what he is used to feeling - like these flowers. Don't tell the botanical gardens that I let my son rip up their flower beds. How could I deny him that joy?
And that was all the dude could stand before he passed out from exhaustion. Too much fun for Francis...er, Max.
3 comments:
What a fun trip! Max was digging those plants! I can't believe your picnic was killed by the workers? No fun is allowed anymore! Glad you still ate behind the bushes :)You show them!
can't wait to squeeze this kid.
lol.....brat
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