Boones Farm? They're eight and five. Here's some pictures. This is when we went to the Grand Canyon. There's Boones Farm spinning around on that pole. She's very acrobatic! Here 's Absolut stumbling around. She fell asleep before we could even hike the canyon.
All I know is that I would love to sit around with the Ekloefs of Sweden listening to tales of their daughter once she gets to be in high school. They just won the right to name their daughter after a brand of whisky. So this poor girl is going to get the following question her whole life. "Edradour? What an interesting name. What kind of name is that?" "It's Scottish." "Hmmm...Scottish. What does it mean?" "Uh...yeah. Long story. My dad named me after a shot of, uh, whisky. But, you know, it's a high-end single malt type made in Scotland, the good kind. It's also a town. A town known for it's alcohol. My parents wanted to name me after something they really cared about and they, uh, really care about whisky. And now me."
I just have to say, Good luck Edradour.