Cody, Wyoming...

Cody, Wyoming is such a neat little town. We stayed at a nice campground that had a playground, laundry mat (woo-hoo!!!) and small convenience store, which made it nice that we could sort of stay put for nearly a whole day (and a half).

Harold & the older kids (Lena on up) went on a short rafting trip, while the littles (MaKenzie, Jared & Matthew) and I took advantage of the cable offered at our campsite and caught up on the Jon & Kate saga--okay they really just played while I caught up on Jon & Kate's lives. That is just a sad situation, no matter who is at fault.

Rafting was fun, but it evidently was not a very treacherous ride. I think the kids thought Harold should've taken them on a more advanced (read more dangerous) ride. The choices were grades 1 through 4. Grade one, you pretty much were guaranteed to not turn over. Grade four, you pretty much were guaranteed *TO* turn over. Harold took grade two. I think the kids thought they were ready for grade four. They'll have to do that on a trip when I'm not there to actively worry.

We did venture into the downtown area to stroll through the shops up & down the main street and we visited the Buffalo Bill Dam. Harold surprised all of us with his here-to-fore unknown fear of heights. He had to sit down for a minute to regain his bearings. The kids and I all had a good giggle at his expense. Dinner was extra delicious, as we had found a nice meat store where they sold grass-fed lamb, beef and buffalo. We picked out enough steaks for us all, then headed back to the campground to grill them.

MaKenzie surprised all of us with her abilitites on the playground, as did Matthew. MaKenzie climbed right up the chain ladder, and proceeded to the slide and just went on down with no help. Matthew held onto the chains of the tire swing as if he’d been doing it forever. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen a bigger smile than the one he was sporting as he & John Wesley played that evening.