My motivation for convincing Scott to hike Ensign Peak for FHE was by and large the 6 cookies I ate for dinner. Scott was a good sport though, and clearly in better physical shape than I am, as is evidenced in the pictures of Scott carrying Aiden on his sholders while STILL a good 20 feet ahead of me.

On the way up...











and on the way down...





And finally, Aiden's favorite part: the trains, which I'm sure he couldn't even see, but once Scott had pointed out their existance, it was critical that he spend as much time as possible staring off into the distance saying "did you see those trains, Mom?"
No, Aiden. No I didn't.