The little man has been desperate to find flowers this spring. We're growing some on our fire escape, sporting some in our kitchen glasses and collecting them off of sidewalks (fallen, not picked - heaven forbid the child break a law :) P prizes magnolia blooms above all else, the three of us headed to the BBG the first pretty Sunday this spring for flower frolicking...
P gets a ride under the magnolia trees:
The cutest little girl scooted under a rope to play in the tulips. P was appalled - did she know there was a rope there??? :)
The gardens have lots of skinny spots to sneak through - which P Adores:
E gets in a cuddle, whenever, wherever he can :)
Then, as P played with imaginary BB in a small stream (BB was being repeatedly chucked into the swirling waters below :) we bumped into one of his old buddies, Washington. The two had a gay ol' time making a witch's brew (poisonous) from leaves, rocks and sticks. They stirred and cackled and cooperated until the gardens were closing and we all headed home....
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