Now that Justin is home, Mary Helen and I were able to get out without the kids. Like two wild and crazy women, we went to...wait for it...a garden! I know, crazy. There's no telling what we'd do if you put SUGAR in our systems; maybe we'd get so wound up we would get some tattoos. Temporary ones, of course.
MH took be to Lauritzen Gardens in Omaha. It was the most beautiful place I've ever been. Ever.
We found the Secret Garden. Whodathunk it was in Nebraska?
There was an entire area dedicated to trains. It was amazing, and I want to meet the nerd that created it all.
Here's my MH, while we were taking a break near her favorite waterfall. I found a few favorite spots of my own, and I can't wait to go back.
I found this music box in the gift shop. It plays "Singin' in the Rain". I brought it home with me, to remember our walk and how our trip to the garden was almost ruined by a rainy day.
In other news, guess who's crawling?!
How awkward is Milo? At what age should we begin worrying?