Chicago Botanical Gardens

 

I'm taking Gramma and Grampa to the Chicago Botanical Gardens.

I like when they ride in the car with me.

 

Grampa thought I would see better in his arms than in my stroller.

 

  

The buildings were made out of branches, leaves, sap, flowers and bark.

 

 

This is a copy of President Obama's family home.

 

 

Chicago houses are built really close together. 

The windows are made by cooking and crystallizing the sap.

 

 

The Wonderland Express exhibit had trains going through it. 

Grampa made certain that I could see everything.

 

 

It's the magnificent mile.

 

The flower arrangement is made from orchids.

Lots of orchids.

 

 

A bunch of bananas.

They're not ready to eat, yet.

 

 

This is a dragonfly topiary.

Gramma could use one of these at her house.

 

 

And this is a swan made from lilies.
We have a lily pond at my house.

 

 

We have to dress warm to go outside.

 

 

My new bottle has handles. 

If Grampa and Gramma forget to take out the disc that prevents the milk from coming out,

it's impossible for me to get anything to drink.

 

 

Where us Nolan?

 

I love to eat.

And I love to feed myself.

 

 

Grampa makes me happy.

 

 

Daddy, I think I lost my favorite hat.

 

 

Daily Double from California

 

 

That's a really big motorcycle.

 

Aunt Becky and Gramma drove a motorcycle when they were young.

Dubuque is really hilly for riding a motorcycle.

Or learning to drive with a stick-shift.

Grampa taught Gramma to drive a car with his Mustang.

A stop sign at the top of the hill was a challenge. 

Especially if the person behind you pulls up close.

It took time before I stopped motioning the person behind to go around me.