We "camped" (my version, entailing staying at a motel rather than a hotel) with my parents and of course Husband and the C boy. It was a quick trip but we actually had a lot of fun and C was delighted to see all the buffalo and elk and we even saw a wolf, coyote, eagle, and bear. Here are some pics to document the trip:
C and I walking into breakfast...
Finally in the warm car. In love with B's blue blue eyes.
Pretty hot spring...
Anyway, our trip was COLD but FUN and I'm glad we had the fun experience, and I'm glad C got to see it, even though he'll pry not remember it, but for these pictures.
As soon as we were home, Brandon left a Facebook status update that said this:
"Back from Yellowstone, getting ready to see the horror that is Brie bonding with her cats after not seeing them for almost 3 whole days. It is shameful, trust me."
And then a friend put, "Be strong."
and another put, "I'm sorry. Just don't watch the horrific scene."
and then I put, "THERE IS NO SHAME IN LOVING CATS."
And there isn't. We've had a proper love-fest and I've apologized for leaving them. After being duly chastised, Harriet and Roberta have found it in their beautiful hearts to forgive me.
So there's our trip to Redstone, in a nutshell.