Last week we went to the Botanical Gardens with friends, which you already know if you're on Facebook. But the girls had such a fabulous time, we really wanted to get it on the blog, too. You see, at the end of every year, Mommy prints out a blog book. So that even when the Internets die, our girls will be able to remember all the fun times. And all our very important thoughts. This was such a great little trip that it must get into that blog book.
- Free parking downtown...they validate for the garage across the street.
- SUPER yummy bagel shop right in the building. Play. Eat lunch. Play. Go home and nap. Perfection. And if you don't want to eat at the deli, you can pack a lunch and eat at the tables in the atrium.
- It has been so very nasty this winter. So cold. So snowy. So gray. So much time indoors staring at each other. Until we walked into all this lush, colorful, fresh-oxygen-filled space and about lost our minds with glee. No joke, our brain cells probably went into overdrive because we were breathing with live, lovely plants all around us.
- They set up a huge "enchanted garden" for children. Two tree houses/forts, tunnels to crawl through, fake animals to search for in the foliage, a talking tree, coloring, dress up clothes, sandbox, water, music-making experiments, books to read, toys and toys and toys.
- The regular exhibits are open, too. Desert, rainforest, etc. which are always nice.
- The staff are so sweet and smiley.
- Cheap entertainment. It was around $10 for four of us to get in. Two and under is free. Considering how much fun the under two child had, it almost felt like stealing.
- Well...nothing comes to mind. There's a gift shop, but the girls know better than to beg because it ain't happening.
- Oh yes. They DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE. Vivian claimed she was going to live there. Even without her Mommy. (WHAT?!?!?) But even then, no meltdowns, no tears, nothing. So proud.
|Babies really loved the water.|
|Pete and Miriam...friends when she's not mother-henning him.|
And she wouldn't stop eating the wood chips! Bleh.
This is probably an obvious statement, but we're going back. If you like tired, happy kids, you should, too.