My favorite house - the gingerbread birdhouse
amaryllis
flowers in tree (that's the technical, scientific name ;)
catching some drops from the waterfall
Brie trying her hand at bird/butterfly spotting using a telescope
the boys climbing the exhibits (I'm pretty sure they weren't supposed to do this, but I didn't see any signs saying not to!)
What I was not able to capture on camera was the pit stop in the coat room as we were leaving The coat room has one of those rotating coat racks (which at first I failed to notice when we hung our coats there in the first place). At first, I was a little stumped when I didn't see our coats hanging in the spot where we left them. Then I noticed the numbers above the hangers were different. Putting two and two together, I began to search around for the button that would turn the rack. I found it, turned it, and bingo! here came our jackets. However, I didn't realize that eagle-eyes Reesie was apparantly watching me. So, waiting as he does, for the perfect time when I am distracted, this time by disengaging two jackets from one hanger, he thought it would be fun to give the coats another go round. Just as I'm about to shut the thing down again, I notice from the corner of my eye that somehow (?!!!) a jacket has hooked itself on the stroller and is now pulling/tipping the stroller along as the rack continues on it's merry way. Fortunately, God purposed to have a kind gentlemen grab the stroller just before it tipped over in a pile of jackets - did I mention that Ben was in the stroller the whole time! By this time, I had somewhat regained my compure and pulled the stroller clear. Fortunately, Ben was not disturbed by being pulled into a forest of coats - all that playing peekaboo with a blanket is paying off. Somehow, we managed to NOT get banned from the Botanical Gardens for playing with the coat rack.
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