Brooklyn Botanic Garden

Louise ran wild at the BBG yesterday, exploring leaves and picking grass and running full force into more than a few prickly holly bushes. It was like watching an animal raised in captivity return to the wild. As soon as I let her out of the stroller she zoomed off and set to work climbing rocks, using sticks as tools, collecting vegetation, and even made friends with the natives. Getting her back into the stroller was more of a struggle.

And I wasn't alone. Throughout the garden parents were plying their stray cubs with promises of ice cream and lemonade. This whole ice cream= reward thing has become dangerously convenient, especially since it's one of about 4 foods Louise will actually eat.

Flashback: Look at the photo of Louise at the BBG last spring. She was about 3 months old. What a squirmer!