On Sunday, we went to the children's garden at the Royal Botanical Gardens. It was a pretty hot day, but the gardens are just beautiful. So, we packed up the car and ventured out with the kiddos.
Just before we left the house, I was taking a picture of Sienna wearing her cute little teething necklace. Austin said "where's mine camera!??". He ran to get it and started taking pictures of Sienna as well, while saying "click-click, click-click".


We stopped at Cafe Botanical for some 'lunch'. [This is the cafe I took you, Bren, on the day of your Aboriginal Tour at the garden.] I felt like breakfast, so I ordered some eggs with mushrooms, avocado & hash-browns on toast -- YUMMMMM. The menu said they used egg whites on this item, so I felt better about making this healthy choice to balance out all the excess fat in the other bits on the plate! Oh, how I wish I had my camera with me when they brought out the plate. Imagine whipped egg whites, like what you would do to make meringue. Now imagine a plate covered in that about 8 inches HIGH!! Yes, I kid you NOT! I couldn't even see my avocado or hashbrowns, or anything underneath. It must have been the worst dish I have EVER had. I can't believe they really serve that. Who are they kidding?!!!
Anyway, after lunch, we went back to the car to get the camera and other stuff to take to the garden. While we were unloading the car, Austin decided he wanted to "DRIVE". That's he newest thing. He always wants to drive our car. Well, we made the mistake of letting him sit in the driver's seat (no keys though) while we got everything together. He exited out the passenger door (we never opened the driver door). We returned to the car a couple of hours later feeling exhausted, overheated, thirsty and ready to jump in the car to go home. Arthur turned it on and all we heard was zzzz-zzzz-zzz; zzz-zzz-zzz. Yup, the sound of a DEAD battery. UGGHHHHH!!! Austin had turned on the headlights, the wipers and the blinkers when he was 'driving'. Normally, you hear a beeping noise when you leave lights on. But, that only happens when you open the DRIVER door. So, needless to say, our car died while we were at the garden. Luckily, we have RACV and they came to fix us up within half an hour. Lesson learned: do not let your 2.5 year old drive your car ever again!
Here are some pictures from the garden that day.