The saga continues. On Sunday of Father’s Day weekend we packed up all our junk and gave Henry his Father’s Day gifts. There were several from me, but the best ones were the hand colored card and handprint washcloth from Anders.
After breakfast at Shades we headed through Grand Teton National Park and into Yellowstone. The Tetons were blanketed in snow; if you only saw the mountains you would have thought it was the middle of winter, not the middle of June.
We stopped for a picnic lunch at Grant Village.
Anders fell asleep after lunch so we drove as far as we could and pulled over at the first pull off when he woke up. I pity the fool who does not get Anders out of the car when he wakes up. He is often a delightful boy, but when he wakes up from a car nap–watch out. Norris Geyser Basin was our first available stop, and so while it is always crowded mid-day in the summer, we stopped anyway.