Today started out really nice. I got up early (5:30 central), partly because I hadn’t slept well the night before and partly because I was excited to get the day going. The best part was that they boys slept in late! We had planned to go to breakfast at one of the restaurants on the YMCA campus and I actually had to go in and wake the boys up in order for us to make it to breakfast on time. Dave, being a horrible morning person, stayed in bed. Once we got back we all went into town to do some grocery shopping and to get my mom a windbreaker. It’s supposed to be somewhat cold and stormy while we’re here and her fleece jacket just wasn’t cutting it.
While mom and I took Garrett grocery shopping, Dave and Tyler went to the hardware store to get a hummingbird feeder and a few other little things. There are so many hummingbirds out here and so we always have a feeder hung up to see them.
The storms rolled in around 1:00 today and the wind picked up and it started snowing! We bundled Tyler up and let him play outside in it. He absolutely loved it!
After lunch, and a failed attempt to get the boys to take a nap, we decided to head into the Rocky Mountain National Park to show my mom around. We also reached our goal of getting the boys to take a nap in the car. My mom napped with them. Once we drove around a bit we decided to take a little hike around Bear Lake. I call it a hike, but it’s really more of just a nature walk. It’s only a half mile around the lake and it’s completely flat, with the exception of a few snow banks that we had to walk over.
Dave’s dad, his stepmother, and brother and sister came to visit us for a little while in the evening and we gave his dad his early Father’s Day Gift.
That night we built a fire, or at least attempted to. It never got going very well. We let Tyler make S’mores for the very first time. He loved them, although we think he liked making them more than eating them. Apparently at some point during the making of the S’mores, I squished one of his marshmallows. I don’t remember doing it, but he woke up three times in the middle of the night crying out loud. I asked him if he was having a bad dream and he said yes. When he finally stopped crying enough to tell me what was wrong, he said that he was crying because I squished his marshmallow. I ended up letting him sleep with Dave and me that night in order to stop his “nightmares.” I have now made a mental note to never squish his marshmallows ever again.
For some reason I can't upload pictures right now. Probably because they're all in RAW and the files are huge. Once I get that figured out, I'll upload the pictures from our trip.