We had another successful stint in Yosemite with the Zimms. I’ll let the pictures do the talking.
The most exciting news was that we saw a bear. I promised Scout (bad parenting I know) that we wouldn’t leave Yosemite until we had seen one. So thank goodness Adrienne stopped us mid lunch and said, “you guys…I swear I see a bear.” We looked over and she was dead on. There was one just staring at us from behind our tent cabin. The crazy part was how silent he was when he came up.
We quickly told the kids to get behind the big rock and out of the sight of the bear. After we all just stared for a bit. It was a minute when Micah started making some noise and I chucked a log at him. He quickly ran away, and all was well. It was so cool, and the best was when Micah seriously exclaimed, “Dude — he heard I was making a sandwich and came to check it out.” (Okay — maybe not too seriously!) Nice eyes AZ!
The reoccurring theme this trip was dirt / grime / dust / filth. The ground was so dry, that we couldn’t keep our kids clean for ten minutes past their showers. I literally had to throw my hands up in the air and just not care because if I did, I would have gone insane! And it really is amazing how often our kids trip — specifically Navy.
This little nose picker got into trouble because it was really dry up there this year.
Our favorite past time this year was taking our bikes to the river, and letting the kids swim and throw rocks. I can’t believe how the boys (including dads) could throw and skip rocks all day long.
Here are two little rock collectors.
Icka was dead asleep, but here is a partial family picture. I’ll say it — I won’t be entering this into a photo contest any day soon.
The third day, we got to rock heaven along the river.
This little sass fell within the first ten minutes the Zimms got there and scraped her entire face up. And her face got a little help from Cheetos in this picture.
Here is the mob.
The thinking rock. These two men spent an hour scaling, plotting and jumping off this rock. They are both total nerds as they assess all risks involved, and so classic to watch!
Just getting as dirty as possible.
Scout was so chivalrous as he helped his sis walk back to her mom.
Things took a turn when he wanted her to walk faster than she was able to.
Micah kept saying he needed a comfortable place to sit down. Looks like he found it.
Someone (Jim) came up with the bright idea of crossing the river to find shade. It made me feel for the pioneers. But truth be told — I wanted shade also.
Ezra was mad at Scout for something. Karate Chop / Tackle / Hit — take your pick.
Icka went into the Zimm tent and found a little treasure. I thought it was a bit rude when AZ made me take her brush away. Sissy was only trying to beautify!
This is what my little grime ball looked like by the end of the day.
Atrocious!
King of the mountain — on the kids favorite rock outside our tents.
Our attempt at keeping the kids clean the morning we were leaving. We just fed them.
Micah’s work of art.
Breakfast at the lodge. Bacon, powdered donuts and pancakes with syrup. Heaven on earth!
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