Do NOT play hide and seek with Bennett...
That is if you suffer from low self-esteem.
I was hiding behind my bedroom door. Bennett quietly crept into the room muttering, "Now where did that Old Woman go? Where did that Big Old Woman go?"
After hearing such terms of endearment directed towards me, I couldn't resist jumping out, causing him to shriek in terror like a little girl.
Wednesday, October 13, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Yellowstone
We made our annual fall trip to Yellowstone National Park
We love going in the fall because the colors are beautiful this time of year, the animals are out and about, we are virtually the only people in the park, and Matt loves to taunt the animals in hopes of a close encounter.
This year the weather was unusually hot (good thing I only packed our warm clothes). The tourist were still out in abundance, and the animals were pretty scarce, except for the buffalo.
There were a plethora of buffalo.
We did a little hiking...
Enjoyed the scenery...
And Matt was able to taunt an animal or two.
The trip was a success. I'm pretty sure we'll be there next year. Same time, same place!
We love going in the fall because the colors are beautiful this time of year, the animals are out and about, we are virtually the only people in the park, and Matt loves to taunt the animals in hopes of a close encounter.
This year the weather was unusually hot (good thing I only packed our warm clothes). The tourist were still out in abundance, and the animals were pretty scarce, except for the buffalo.
There were a plethora of buffalo.
We did a little hiking...
Enjoyed the scenery...
And Matt was able to taunt an animal or two.
The trip was a success. I'm pretty sure we'll be there next year. Same time, same place!
Desperate Times
Call for desperate measures.
We found a house in Lander...that means we moved, again.
Our move was hampered by some Wild Things. Luckily, I found rope and was able to put the trailer to good use.
Sinks Canyon
Since arriving at our house on the FT. Washakie Indian Reservation we have devoted most of our time trying to find fun and entertaining things that take us off the reservation. Thus we journyed to Sinks Canyon. It's located about 10 miles south of Lander and was surprisingly well worth the trip. 
There was a little park that included a gigantic stone buffalo, which we promptly threw the boys upon and then screamed at them to be careful the entire time.
Jemma can not get enough of the slides. It happens to be one of her favorite pass times. 
And of course, we had to take a glamor shot of Matt up top the gigantic stone buffalo.
And last, but not least. We found out why the area is called Sinks Canyon. The river drops down a hole and runs underground for a few miles. It empties into a cave and looks like a sink that is draining...go figure. The river pops above ground and a little pond is created off to the side. And in the pond are GIGANTIC trout. Seriously, these are shark size...or I mean, really abnormally big trout size. There's a viewing area where you can feed them. It is about 20 feet above and really is amazing to see. We of course by-passed the trout feed and threw our chocolate chip cookies into the water, which the fish loved.
There was a little park that included a gigantic stone buffalo, which we promptly threw the boys upon and then screamed at them to be careful the entire time.
Jemma can not get enough of the slides. It happens to be one of her favorite pass times. 
And of course, we had to take a glamor shot of Matt up top the gigantic stone buffalo.
And last, but not least. We found out why the area is called Sinks Canyon. The river drops down a hole and runs underground for a few miles. It empties into a cave and looks like a sink that is draining...go figure. The river pops above ground and a little pond is created off to the side. And in the pond are GIGANTIC trout. Seriously, these are shark size...or I mean, really abnormally big trout size. There's a viewing area where you can feed them. It is about 20 feet above and really is amazing to see. We of course by-passed the trout feed and threw our chocolate chip cookies into the water, which the fish loved.
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