We didn't stay long because said two-year-old chose to continue her behavior to the point that I became one of those mothers. You know the ones I'm talking about. The ones who can't say anything nicely to their child, yell after them, make outspoken threats, and drag their kids around by their arms. Basically I was a total HAG and decided to leave before Anslie and I embarrassed ourselves any more. So, we paid what I considered an exhoribitant amount of money for what the Gardens offered for 45 minutes of me coming within an inch of killing my kid. Fun.
I tried to grab some pictures, but it was a little hard to get some of Anslie since she was traveling at warp speed and I was literally chasing after her, stroller filled to the brim with my purse, our lunch, and my camera bag, and hauling an extra 30 lbs of not-so-discreet baby weight. So, here's what I got. It's a shame it was such a rough trip because the Botanical Gardens were quite lovely and peaceful. Well, as long as we weren't there.
3 comments:
oh my goodness shillawna i've had those days before... they are much worse when you are pregnant, aren't they? i hope maybe you will get to take another trip to try a re-do? lol
Wow! You really did get some beautiful pictures reguardless of the "fun" time you were having. I totally feel your pain. I had a similar day at Sea World yesterday. Very lovely pictures, and I love Anslie's hair too.
Every mother (whether she'll admit it or not) has had moments like this! I loved the picture of Anslie with the magnifying glass up to her face. It reminds me of that movie, "Honey I shrunk the kids"!
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