Basketball Star
Brock has started playing some basketball on our roof. I taught him that when you hit a shot that the crowd goes wild and then there's lots of crowd noise (made by breathing heavily into your hands). His version is way better.
Corpse Flower
I got word that the corpse flower at the Garfield Park Conservatory was in bloom. A once in a decade occurrence that only lasts one or two days. The plant is nicknamed "corpse flower" because during its fleeting bloom it blasts a potent scent of rotting carnage into the world to announce its hope for fruition. Brock was quite pumped to meet the "big smelly flower". And here it is!: or, at least there it was. Not my photo. Apparently we got the memo late. This was our visual experience: As for our olfactory experience... another disappointment (?), only a slight garbage smell remained. But we still had an awesome time at the conservatory. Summer here opens up the outdoor gardens, where we saw Venus fly traps (a new love of Brock's in videoland) labyrinths, and nifty outdoor play areas. Brock on the x-phone. It's big, It's heavy, It's wood! Wow. This is my favorite part of our little trip, this awesome game that Bro...
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