Tulips are my favorite flower, so this might have been a bit more for my enjoyment than for anyone else. When I was a small child I had a neighbor that had carefully planted rows of beautiful red tulips. I vividly remember being inexplicably drawn towards them because they looked like candy. Then I ungraciously decapitated them to make petal boats to float blades of grass down the gutter stream. My poor horrified mom marched me up to my neighbor's front doorstep and made me apologize. This is my first recall of an (at the time) insincere apology. I loved her tulips and couldn't have felt more entitled to my own personal enjoyment of them. I can't say there is anything else in the world that makes me feel such exclusive satisfaction than tulips becuase when I see tulips...I think of candy. 
Took the kids to the Tulip Festival just past Woodburn and they had a great time.
The kids were pretty enchanted by all of the beautiful flowers.
OR the kids had a blast stomping through the biggest mud field they've ever encountered in their entire lives...perhaps the mud was more appealing...
