Yesterday afternoon, Misty and I took Emily to the Birmingham Botanical Gardens. Apparently, it is the place to go if you've got a baby. It seemed like every third person there was pushing a stroller. I assume the other parents' thinking was along the same lines as ours: Not only are the Gardens a lovely place to visit, but because entry is free, you're not out a handful of money if you have to make an early exit when your baby decides to throw a screaming fit ten minutes in.
Captain Fuss miraculously slept through the whole outing, clinging to Misty in her Snugli. We filled the digital camera's memory card to capacity before rain forced us to head home.