I’ve always wanted to visit a tulip farm or any type of flower farm. There really isn’t much in Illinois that I’m aware of. When I found out about this tulip fest, I knew we had to go. We decided (more like I’m the one that made that decision) that morning we were going. It was a few days after the Giant’s LASIK eye surgery so I wasn’t sure how the Giant baby was going to heal. He did fine, even though he whined and whined about it like he had open heart surgery. We drove four hours each way to Michigan to Windmill Island Gardens for their tulip fest. Much to my disappointment, even though it was the second week of their two week festival, most of the tulips were dead. So was it worth the eight hour round trip drive with three kids and a big baby in tow? Absolutely not. But the kids had fun. The Giant, well, he whined the entire day about it. Men!