We headed out on a Tuesday about 10am in good spirits. We had set up the portable DVD player for the kids, and don't know what we would have done without it. The ride up was great, mainly I mean because the kids were happy.
We went into the park that night and saw some buffalo right off the road, as well as a bald eagle. Shayna was pretty excited. She had an even better time that night at the hotel pool, and water slide.
That night we went to settle in, and Steve and I have some quirks about hotels anyways, but Shayna starts talking about bed bugs, out of now where. She says, "they're small, you can't see them, they climb on you, and tickle you." What, who, how, why? Alex had a hard time falling asleep, and then woke up around 4am, and I couldn't get him to go back to sleep until 5am. Needless to say, not a good night.
We headed into the park about 11am towards Old Faithful. It's not that far, but when you can only drive 35mph, it's a longer drive. We got there and the kids were not happy, we went to find out when the next erruption was, not for 25 minutes. So we went to grab something to eat. When Shayna was done eating Steve went to pick her up out of her chair and she had peed through everything. So he took her to the car to change her while I stayed with Alex to finish our lunch. Then Alex started to get cranky as we were meeting back up with Steve, so we had had enough. Needless to say we didn't even see Old Faithful errupt, and it was Steve's first time visiting.
The thought of another night away from home wasn't reassuring, so we drove home. So Wednesday night about 10pm we arrived back home. A short trip, and one we will remember. There was some good, but it was a learning experience. A reminder to myself from this trip: never let one of my children have any sort of souvenier that is a pen, even if you think they won't know how to get it open.
