Not only did we have such a great time with Reid's family, but we had a personal photographer with us the whole time! Reid's sister, Alisa, is an amazing photographer. And thanks to her, I have evidence that we did indeed do things while we were there! Not just evidence--i have gorgeous photos!! We visited some of the most beautiful places, and her photos actually do them justice!
In seven shorts days we squeezed (squoze?) in....
-a hike to the World's Largest Intermittent Spring
|Abby fell on the way down. The intensity of her scream indicated that she'd lost a limb. Or two. Reid hurried to her side, to find a bit of road rash up her back. Poor girl. And poor eardrums of everyone else.|
|The spring wasn't intermitting this time of year, but it was still a great hike!|
Reading books with Grandma. Several of them.
|After carrying James on numerous hikes, I finally convinced Reid to try out the wrap--which he'd felt wasn't sufficiently "manly"|
|Reid quickly stopped caring about "manly" when he got to have his sweet baby sleeping on his neck. Love this picture! Everyone should have a private photographer on their trips!|
And taking professional family photos.
She even managed to take individual photos of all of our kids, group photos of the kids, and family photos of all the families!! And she never even broke a sweat or said a swear!! She's amazing!! Here are just a few of the pictures she took. There are more on her blog--check them out!
Man, I love our summers in Star Valley. You know how, no matter what generation you talk to or read about, they always believe that the era in which they grew up was a better, simpler, more innocent time than the one they're in now? or the one they raised kids in? Well, one of my favorite things about our summers in Wyoming is knowing that my kids are shaping their ideas of that perfect childhood. And there isn't a generation that's lived that wouldn't agree that the Star Valley summers--especially the way the Allreds do them--are perfection.
I can already hear the conversation between Grace and Abby, 30 years from now, about how "kids just don't play the way they used to. When we were kids, we'd play outside all summer long. We'd take exhilarating road trips to Grandparents' houses, sing VeggieTales songs at the tops of our lungs, float homemade boats in the canal with Grandpa, blow gigantic bubbles with Grandma, pick carrots from the garden, jump on the trampoline, play endlessly with cousins, and come in only for snack time and baths. Nowadays kids are too addicted to their phones and video games. They need to play outside more!"
Well thank you, Allreds, for making absolutely certain that my children will have memories of a time when the world was a better, simpler place! We love you!