
So, Kim and Pat came out to visit with us for a few days around Josiah's bday. We had a great time at his party (photos to come) then we got in the car and did the Tazmanian-Devil's version of Yellowstone: there and back in just under 36 hours. We left GR at 3am on Monday and pulled back into town at 2:30pm on Tueday, just in time to drop Kev at his dentist appt. Kim and Pat had never been there before so we got to play tourguides. . . our having been there once last summer makes us the experts, right? :)

It rained off and on the whole day so we bought sweatshirts . . . didn't think to pack cold weather clothes because it was crazy hot the day before we left. Silly Amy, you know WY weather is ridiculous. Josiah spent a bunch of time playing peek-a-boo from under the hood of his stroller. Apparently he can't be bothered with such natural wonders as geysers and hot springs. At least he was in a good mood.


Honest to goodness I think we saw one of the oldest living buffalo on God's green earth. I still maintain he was one of the original two from the Ark. 

At one of the turnouts there was parked this Yellowstone Jitney - "the rubbernecker bus" as my mom calls it - and no one was around so I took Gennie over for a photo.

Kev took a page from the Kodak School of Red-Shirt Photography . . . ask my mom and her sisters about that. :)

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