While away, the kids decided to swim, without swimsuits. Jodi had no idea where all of our stuff was so her and mom just let them swim in clothes.



Then Carson.
After waiting for Old Faithful and then seeing Old Faithful we found a nice picnic area to have lunch at. Boys will be boys....instead of sticks they enjoyed swinging pine branches at one another.
After our lunch we did more sightseeing in Yellowstone. A little group picture captured by some of the sulfur smelling hot spots. Can you tell it was a bit windy?
Or a nice cup of coffee.
I was not doing so well....I had been up during the night with intense shoulder pain...I figured I must have slept wrong or pulled a muscle or something. Every movement hurt and nothing was bringing relief. My mom happened to ask my if it hurt when I took each breath, and I replied that that is when it hurt the most. As a nurse, she was concerned about a possible pulmonary embolism, but was taking things rather lightly. She sort of blew it off and we continued the morning routine.
We got some clothes out for the kids and left them to the care of Grammy, Grandpa, and the Huberts. As I got warmed up, the pain lessened a bit but was still pretty intense. Once we got to the ER I was seen immediately (there wasn't anyone else there) but due to my pregnancy they would not do a chest x-ray...which is the most reliable way of diagnosis...so they first took a blood test, which was a little high, so then I had complete ultrasounds of both legs as they looked for possible blood clots in my legs that could have then moved to my lungs. In between tests I was able to take a good 45 minute nap covered in warm blankets. After clear ultrasounds, the doctor deteremined that what I had must be Pleurisy...when the lining around the lungs is inflamed. The cold temperatures had just intensified the pain through the night. I was discharged and directed to use some tylenol to help control the pain. We headed back to camp and were there by lunch time.
They spent some time walking down to the lake and throwing some rocks in.
And snack time.
After a little rest time we headed south to Jenny Lake to take a boat ride across the lake and do a little hiking. The view of what we were heading to in the boat.
After a short hike, it was snack time...here's a great picture of Madison and Timothy.
That evening we enjoyed hamburgers and hotdogs cooked over the fire and grandparents (great-grandparents to the kiddos) Russ and Sally arrived. They reside in Idaho and drove to join us for a few days. It had been 3 years since we had seen them on our last trip to Wyoming...I was pregnant with Jason that time. After our nice dinner our families headed down to the camper's village to take our showers which were so refreshing!
9 months before our trip we began making reservations for the various places we would stay. We had planned on staying in Yellowstone but found that affordable accomodations for 14 people was difficult to come by. We came across these tent cabins (for $50/night) at Coulter Bay Village in the Tetons and decided to go for it. Basically it is made up of 2 log walls and 2 canvas walls with a canvas ceiling. Inside there are fold down bunks for 4 people and additional cots that can be rented. Outside there is more canvas that covers a picnic table and a fire pit as well as storage area that is bear proof. The sites were wonderful and it was a great way to "camp." The bathrooms (which they somehow knew to put us close to) were modern and clean and it wasn't too difficult to travel a short distance to go and take a shower at the shower facilities (which ran about $3/person).
The boys enjoying hanging around the fire. Notice that they're now dressed in long pants and long sleeves. The temperatures in the mountains cool down quickly even before it's dark out.
The boys (and even Madison) enjoyed running through the trees and playing with sticks. Fortuneately there weren't any emergency room visits (at least not for the kids...).
There were bunnies everywhere. The kids enjoyed looking for them and then trying to catch them.
Just before dinner Ray and Cheri Beiber came out to say hello. Ray was my swim coach for the four years I was in high school...it's still hard for me to call him Ray....he'll always be Coach Beiber. What great memories.
Matt and I right before leaving to go to the class "mixer"....nervous and excited all at the same time.
We spent the evening at a local bar visiting with my classmates and on Saturday we had a class picnic, complete with kids. Here is a picture of my friend Mindy and her boys.