We headed up to Jackson late Monday afternoon and stopped in Star Valley to visit the Johnsons (dental school friends). It was so great to catch up, and let the kids play.
Now Emma keeps asking why we don't ever go to Kammi's house more.
We visited a little too long and ended up parking the camper and staying the night.On Tuesday we made it to Jackson. Lunch at Bubba's (where else?) and then we played at the Snow King Resort at the Alpine Slide. Emma did not want anything to do with it until she watched all the other kids do it, and decided it would be fun.



We walked around town briefly before it was time for the Bar J Wranglers show.
We've seen them a handful of times, and it's always entertaining. The girls were tired, and Emma hates to be around too many people, so she was unbearable until I took them outside. They just happily walked around and played with rocks. I still enjoyed the show with a little cooler air for my heat-sensitive pregnant self. It all worked out just fine. Clay was so tired that he fell asleep on Nate's lap for half the program. Good thing we had found a place to stay that was close. Too bad we had to wreck the bumper on the trailer to find it. {That's a story for later}
Wednesday we finally made it to the park. {good thing the guy parked next to us had WD-40 and a hammer: darn trailer} Although instead of before noon, it was way afternoon before we got there due to a bit of construction that we waited through FOREVER. Nonetheless, we were able to park the trailer and head off fishing. The kids were all so excited to fish. They were relentless in asking, and it was the very first thing that they all wanted to do. We acquired the proper permits and regulations and found a quiet spot on Yellowstone Lake to try our hand at fishing. 
The boys just fished and the girls sporadically fished as they waded in the water and played in the sand, looking for bugs and other treasures. 
Of course Sam had to get wet too so that he could retrieve the lure that got stuck on a rock.
Although Sam's clothes stayed dry {only because he stripped down to underwear} , the girls both ended up soaking wet and we had to take a stop for some dry, clean clothes before we could find a little better spot for fishing.
The "better" spot for fishing caught Nate an 8 inch baby trout. He let Amelia reel it in, then let it go back to its growing. The boys spent most of their fishing time trying to catch a lure out of a tree. We seemed to have a pattern developing here. {spending our fishing time retrieving lures}


A great way to end the night.

The cowboys in the picture are Clay on Storm, Sam on Thunder, and Nate on Rey. I really like how this picture turned out. It deserves a spot in a frame somewhere around the house.







Can you guess who this poodle mutt is? Yeah, she used to be cute. Nate thinks she looks like a jack rabbit now. But she really needed a haircut.
Craig and Chris took the kids to rodeo on Saturday night. They had a great time with grandma and grandpa, and Sam took these cool photos. I would like to say that it was nice for them to take the kids so that Nate and I could enjoy our anniversary, but he was in Nebraska somewhere. I enjoyed reading a good book.



After our tour through the city, we stopped at Cabela's in Lehi for Nate to spend his Father's Day Gift Certificate. The kids love to go there!!! We watch the fish, look for the biggest elk or deer, and play at the shooting range. They're usually pretty good at not begging to buy things either. {Thankfully} We drove home on the Alpine Loop and stopped for another "hike" at Cascade Springs.
A couple of weeks ago when Nate was at Woodbadge, I took the kids to Cabela's and on the way home we stopped at the Timpanogos Cave Trail. We hiked halfway up before Amelia had had enough. She didn't like the heights much. The boys were sure that we needed to make that hike again. However, I was sure that the climb would throw at least me and Sam into respiratory distress, as we are still fighting these miserable coughs. We convinced them that would be a hike for another day, but we stopped at Cascade Springs for a potty break, and Emma and Amelia were excited when they located a trail. So, we took a couple of the loops and enjoyed an evening walk. As we were walking, Emma turned around with unusual enthusiasm and said, "this is the best hike ever!" A girl after my own heart. I was able to snap a couple pictures before the battery ran out of juice.




We got back into town just in time to see it explode with fireworks. It is absolutely amazing. In addition to the show that the city puts on, people all over town let off fireworks, the big amazing ones, and the town is just alive for over an hour with fireworks everywhere you turn. We sought refuge on grandma and grandpa's porch, and could see everything from there, even if we were a little late. We even started a tradition. Last year, we had just returned from Philmont, as in, we were driving into town at dark. So, we bought a bucket of chicken and sat on grandma and grandpa's porch to watch fireworks. We did that this year too, so it's a tradition now. I think it will be better if they don't forget to give us the popcorn chicken next time, and the girls aren't tired out of their minds and freaked out by the noise, and if Emma doesn't cry for half an hour straight. But, it was good.



