Naomi and Scarlett have much in common, including baby brothers, great hair, and a deep admiration for princesses. Max and Sam have a bit less in common, which is understandable given that they can't talk and discuss their deep admiration for whatever it is that they each deeply admire. (In Max's case, despite the language barrier, it's pretty clear that he admires food and electrical cords.) They do, however, both have names that make them sound less like babies and more like old men who like to play checkers at the park, so that's a good start.
Scarlett was quite excited to see her friend Naomi. (Note the blue and white glass sculpture in the distance.)
Checking out a mud puddle and pondering their next move.
Decision reached: Jump!
Sweet girl.
Heading to the frog fountains to cool off.
A large Chihuly piece. The Arboretum is open some evenings and the sculptures are lit up, which must be beautiful.
In front of another Chihuly installation as we were leaving. (We were hot and tired, and the kids look less than thrilled, but I needed a group shot to prove that Max and Sam were there, too. Probably should have just photoshopped them into another photo. Upon closer inspection, Naomi and Sam actually look like they're shaking their fists angrily as if to say, "enough with the photos, lady!" Scarlett and Max, used to my paparazzi ways, just look completely defeated.)
