memory lane monday

My family moved several times when I was a child. I remember always loving to do cartwheels in the house before we brought in any boxes or furniture. When Luis and I moved to our first apartment last year, I had told him about my cartwheeling childhood and he suggested we tap into our inner child and do them again. Given that we just moved to a new place again, I thought it was only appropriate that we do cartwheels (especially since we probably won't be physically able to do them for much longer). So we got Luis' two friends (who came down from Utah with Luis to help us with the move) to join in on the fun. There may or may not be some sort of video or pictures of this madness somewhere out in cyberspace. It was pretty funny to see some not-so-fit-and-trim guys trying to do cartwheels and somersaults... and let me just say, my 3-year-old niece does them better.