We have this poster hanging in our theater room in our basement. 
It is backlit, and whenever I turn it on Makenzie points to it and yells, "Daddeeee!!" Hugh Jackman---People Magazine's Sexiest Man Alive---the father of my children?!? If only! Personally, I don't really see the resemblence (no offense, honey). But I'll let you be the judge. 
Other people (who are actually over the age of 2) have told Andy that he looks like Tom Cruise or John Stockton. I tend to agree with the John Stockton comparison a bit more. 
But what do I know? You tell me: Who do you think Andy more closely resembles? Wolverine, Tommy Boy, John-John or none of the above? I want EVERYBODY leave a comment casting their vote. I'm also curious: What celebrities have you been told you look like?
Other people (who are actually over the age of 2) have told Andy that he looks like Tom Cruise or John Stockton. I tend to agree with the John Stockton comparison a bit more. But what do I know? You tell me: Who do you think Andy more closely resembles? Wolverine, Tommy Boy, John-John or none of the above? I want EVERYBODY leave a comment casting their vote. I'm also curious: What celebrities have you been told you look like? 
It was a lot of fun walking around the gardens in the sunshine and seeing everything in bloom. (We missed you, Spring!!) 
My favorite variety cool yellow thing combined with the pink tulips. 
Andy, if you are reading this, I would like the driveway lined with these next year. Thanks, honey! ;)
After that we headed to the condo we were staying at. All of the doors in it had lever handles so Brayden and Makenzie could both open them. We shouldn't have even bothered packing any toys. They just ran through the house opening and closing doors. There was a coat closet by the door that they loved to play in. For some reason, however, they couldn’t open that door from the inside. We frequently heard muffled whines and would have to go let them out of the closet.
They were so excited. The chattered about everything they saw and greeted most everyone we passed with a smile. They especially liked it when we passed other hikers with baby carriers. The kids would say “hi” to each other and the adults would check out the features on one another’s packs. (The general consensus was that we had the Cadillac Escalade of child carriers. People especially liked the sunshades that ours had. Score!)
Most of the trail was wide and well groomed. There were a few scary parts where you had to scramble up rock ledges and walk on a somewhat narrow cliff like this.
We decided not to strap the twins on our backs for this trail. It was an easy hike—only about ½ mile—and we figured the kids could handle a good portion of it if we held their hands. As it turns out, they could handle every last step of the way and then some! The trail was basically a series of small rises and falls that resembled stairs. Makenzie had to jump off of every single one. No exageration. Every one! On the way back I tried to hold Brayden’s hand. He said, “No, mama! No no no no no NOOOOOOO!!!” And off he went. My little boy turned into a mighty hiker.
Sorry this picture is so crappy. The image processor in my camera was going bad. I discovered it cost less to buy a new camera than to fix the old one. How lame is that? I was awaiting the arrival of my new camera when I took this. But I digress. . .back to the swingset. Looks good, doesn't it?
