The Adventures of Asher and Finn at Grandma's house, in pictures. Mostly we explored the wonders of Grandma and Grandpa's country livin': running through the sprinklers, chasing the ducks and chickens, sneaking things out of Grandpa's shed, and pestering the dog. These boys relish the freedom of running in and out all day! To polish off our week, we took a day trip to Yellowstone.
Playing Outside
Grandpa moved the swing and adjusted the sprinkler to spray Asher as he swung. Asher was a very good sport!
Jumping on the tramp...before Grandpa moved the sprinkler to spray it, too.
Finn wants to be just like his big brother and do all the same things. Even when he actually hates those things.
Toddling around Grandma's garden, barefoot.
You see that speck of a dog out in the field? You see that speck of a boy chasing him? Also barefoot.
At the Playground
Oh, that face. He was smugly content just to swing idly back and forth, while Asher constantly insisted I push him more so he could "Touch da sky!"
Again with that face! Asher is stabilizing Finn; the pic doesn't show how fast they are spinning.
Finn wanted to go down but didn't know how. Asher was impatient.
I took these boys to a splash pad. Finn was completely happy to stay in the shade with his mama.
Asher was gone the second I finished applying his sunscreen.
Yellowstone
Walking into the General Store near Fishing Bridge.
We arrived just in time to see Old Faithful erupting.
From the onset of our trip to Yellowstone, Asher was desperate to see the volcano, or as he says it, "Gocano." He was not satisfied with my "you're standing on it, it's an underground caldera" explanation. It took awhile to convince him that all the little boiling hot springs and geysers were not volcanoes. Perhaps I should have let him run with it.
I did my best to explain hot springs and geysers. He was mostly mollified, though always on the lookout for that "gocano." Everything I told him, he repeated to Grandma, Grandpa, and random tourists. I believe he has a promising future as a park tour guide. When Grandpa asked, "Where did you learn all of this?" Asher replied, "In Cowowado."
One last pic before I handed off the backpack to Grandma. Our whole group hiked as far as Morning Glory hot spring in the Upper Geyser Basin, then the grandparents turned back with Finn. Asher and I continued across the highway north to see the rest of the geysers on our own, before getting picked up.
Finn wasn't sure about the switch-off, though he did great once I was out of sight. He LOVES hikes in the pack!
Cutest tour guide I've ever seen!
The money shot! I snapped this beauty next to one of the least visited hot springs. I love this kid!
Random Adventures
At a church preparedness activity in Cody, someone brought a pet baby raccoon. Her name was Trash Panda. My first time touching a raccoon! The kids were mesmerized.
My very own Trash Panda. Grandma's house is not baby-proofed, so I have been busy. Trash Panda also dumped Buddy's food and water dishes and broke the DVD player.
Eating WAAAY too many blueberries. Messes at both ends. Also covered in over two dozen mosquito bites, poor baby.
I don't know what possessed him, but before church he "pooped on da concrete." Right in front of Grandma's car. Once I wiped all the poop off his butt, legs, and feet (he tried to put his pajama bottoms back on with a poopy bum), he got a bath.
Constructed 100% by Asher. Not bad for a 3.5 year old!
Exchanging foam bullet fire with Great Grandpa AB. When AB shot him, Asher would say, "Don't shoot me, you skunk!" We also got to see some of Dave's cousins, aunts, and uncles at (great) Uncle Gary's house. Asher was the life of the party, as always.