
As mentioned, we took a detour on our way to Colorado, by way of Mount Rushmore. Visiting this place is one of my earlier memories- just a fuzzy few seconds of driving around the corner and seeing faces on the mountain. Something so obviously critical to my childhood must be shared with my own kids, right?

My four dudes with the stony four dudes.

Liam wanted me in the photo.

Then Dash wanted a turn with the camera. Grey did too but I don't think any actual photos were taken.

A kind passerby volunteered to do one of us all. I neglected to compensate for my belly shadow.

Onward we stroll.

On the way we noticed the Colorado and Illinois flags reaching toward each other. It made Sean and I look at each other all doe-eyed.

Mr. Washington

Mr. Jefferson

Mr. Roosevelt

Mr. Lincoln

Kids thought it was cool. For a couple weeks after, Grey would spot a sculpture and proclaim, "presdents!"

The visitor's center was fun, the boys liked pretending to explode dynamite, and the cloudy weather rolled in as we were finishing up. Not a bad road trip pit stop.

Quite a presidential profile, wouldn't you say?
You guys did the thing! Love it--what a fun and memorable stop!
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