Yellowstone

The family reunion was in Island Park, Idaho.  One day we drove to Yellowstone Park and spent most of the day there.  

 We got out of the cars to look at some buffalo.  Luckily none were close by so the kids could wander a little.  

 Dallin, Tate, and Cody.

 Cousins Pearl and Henry, and Brylee.

 Grandma Bushman and Dallin.

 Dallin and Tate.

 Brian had school and wasn't able to join us for the reunion, so it was just me and the kiddos.  

 Luckily, Uncle Todd was nice enough to carry Brylee. 

 Here we are waiting for Old Faithful to blow.

 Thar' she blows!

 Brylee refused to look at the camera...

 ...so, I grabbed Tate instead, and he wouldn't look either.  Boo.  

 Looking at a river and Uncle Brent got a little too close to the edge, I guess.  The ground gave way underneath him and he fell, but caught himself.  

 Yellowstone Falls, I don't know if that's the real name.

 Grandpa Bushman with some of the grand kids.

 It was a beautiful day to be in Yellowstone.  The weather really cooperated.