We had a wonderful stop in Estes Park with the grandparents. The kids got their Jr. Ranger badge for Rocky Mountain National Park and Hilary and I got a rare chance to play a round of golf together. I even managed to shoot my career low of 83.
It was a welcome break from Messi and a chance to sleep in a real bed for three whole nights and a chance to wake up to pressurized hot showers every morning. The kids had a great time playing with their cousins and watching 4th of July fireworks. Greta managed to catch (and land) another trout.
Another unsolicited parenting tip – if you have a son who loves sparkly jewelry, don’t get him a $1.00 icy hot grill from a toy dispenser because you think it will make a funny picture. He may very well become extremely attached to it, to the point he can’t be without it.
When we left this morning, Grandma Smith had made each kid detailed travel packages filled with activities, craft projects, books and games. They actually managed to spend the time on the road today doing something other than staring at their iPads!
The hospitality of the Smiths was overly generous as usual and we are sad to leave. But the road (and more importantly our campsite itinerary) calls us and so we are off again.