The drive to Devil's Tower yesteday morning was pretty easy, owing to a fresh DVD for the kids and the latest episode of Mad Men for me, which I downloaded to my laptop from Amazon before we checked out of the hotel. Who doesn't love the internet? And who doesn't love Jon Hamm? I'll tell you what I don't love. Iceberg lettuce. I know, I won't shut up about the iceberg lettuce, but we eat a lot of salad in our family and it's driving me crazy. Another weird thing about this part of the country is that none of the kids' meals come with a side vegetable in any of the restaurants. Last night they had a dollop of mashed potatoes, mini steaks (of course), and...that's it. I had a sad little pile of broccoli and the kids pounced on it. And they don't even like broccoli, much. Fortunately, there's plenty of wine here, so at least Mitch and I are getting our fruit servings.
|Safely back in their Snuggies and sawing logs.|
|Hey, that's not the shopping mall!|
|More than Devil's Tower, the kids appreciated the Prarie Dog colonies down at it's base. We sat there for a long time watching the little squirts. Seamus really wanted to get out of the car and eat some of them, too.|