The whole gang (from the left): Gordon, Frankey, Nelse, Sydney, Terry, Me, River, Janie, Lila, Thom
I was so glad my grandparents could fly out from Nebraska to come visit us. It had a been a while since we last saw them and they had never met Lila. We had a great time re-hashing old stories and playing 3 to 13 late into the evening while they were there.
Lila loved the little creek and was intent on sharing her sign for "water." After lunch we separated in to two groups. The altitude of the hikes in the National Park was going to be a bit much for Grams and Gramps, so they took a tour of the town with Dad while the rest of us tried to figure out the park shuttle system.
The information site in Estes Park was ill-equipped to handle our questions; after asking for the best shuttle to take for an easy hike for our little ones, the ladies at the desk suggested we "just drive up there" or "just skip the national park and head to the playground up the street."
Needless to say we worked it out on our own.
Lila was thrilled, THRILLED to be in the forest.
As requested, River found giant boulders to climb...
... and treacherous waters to navigate.
We saw a beautiful bull elk munching leaves just off the trail.
After a long hike we made it to the top of Alberta Falls. It was a gorgeous view next to a precipitous fall.
After a wonderful day we headed back to home base and ate Chinese food while screening Independence Day. All around, pretty perfect.
The next day we had to say our goodbyes and head home.
River and Lila were troupers on the flight. Lila even took a nap!
Here she is on the floor of our plane, curled up in her standard sleeping pose: thumb in mouth, favorite blankie gripped tight.
It was a wonderful vacation and one we'll remember for a long time.