Our time at mom's house has come to an end, and we don't know when we'll be back again. We aren't really leaving on a jet, we get to drive early tomorrow morning. But before that, more photos to add to the contest.
Taking Grandpa to the Air National Guard
As part of Frontier Days, the Air National Guard had an open house where they showed off their planes and helicopters. Dad really wanted to go, and it turned out the kids liked it too. Here we are outside a large cargo plane.

And in the cockpit of a helicopter.


On the long walk back to the cars, Diana nearly fell asleep on Dad's shoulders. He brought her down to his arms just in time.
Texas Meets Rodeo Queens
My dad had box seats at Frontier Days, the "Daddy of them All" rodeo. Not only did he and Andrew have this great view just over the chutes,

they also got to meet these pretty rodeo queens. He also met the WY governor (who was wearing a white hat and cowboy gear), and got some autographs from some saddle bronc riders, the real cowboys. The mist in the first photo is water, spraying from the stands to cool off the spectators. They have it programmed so it almost evaporates as it hits you. Pretty fancy technology for a rodeo.

I am pretty sure that the rodeo itself was Andrew's favorite part. He has been playing "Rodeo" ever since with his sisters and counting the number of seconds it takes to buck a little sister off his back.
Mom, the girls and I were across the rodeo stadium on the other side. Diana even napped through part of it--delightful.
Snow in the Snowy's
We went fishing yesterday and Andrew caught his first fish! It was too small to bring home, but he was so happy to do it all himself: he cast, he hooked it, he reeled it in, and Grandpa took it off the hook. The elevation at Brooklyn lake was 10,600 feet, so we were not prepared for the cold and snow. We did have a lot of fun, however and here are some photos as evidence.
Mom would like to call your attention to the wildflowers just feet away from the snow, and the hill behind us, above the timberline.
Can she be any cuter?
Christmas in July?
Wyoming, you're heaven to me!

