Dallas Blooms

Yesterday was Mommy and Me Monday at the Arboretum. It was our first time. Um, I kind of thought this was a little underground secret that only a handful of moms knew about. Yeah. Right. Jackson and I ended up waiting about 2 hours in a long line to have his picture taken with the bunny. Yes, I asked myself more than once if it was going to be worth it. As hard as it was with our babies while waiting in line, the ones who worked the hardest were the moms with two-year-olds. Bless their hearts. By the time we got up to the picture staging area, I was very nervous. What if we waited all this time and he doesn't cooperate? It's not like a private photo shoot where they will spend more than 2 minutes coaxing a smile out. But I completely underestimated my son's love of smiling at perfect strangers, especially ones holding cameras. Judging by how unspeakably precious he looked while having his picture made, I think the long wait will have been worth it. I'll know in about a week.

After the picture, we spread out our blankets and had a picnic with the rest of the playgroup. The grass was completely free of stickers or ant beds, so I had a blast chasing Jackson around in my bare feet. We were completely filthy by the time we left and I had grass stains on my knees. I suppose that is the sign of a very fun day when you're a boy mommy. There were gorgeous tulips and lilies everywhere. Jackson really did not want to have his picture taken in the flowers. He told me his outfit was precious enough; he did not need it to be enhanced by girlie flowers. He preferred trees. Manly trees.

So here you go. My little man in the trees.