After our time with family in CD'A, we hit the road to the Bitterroot Valley of Montana, where we stayed with B's grandparents. It was the longest period of time that K has gotten to spend with them and it was pretty cool for us to watch him laugh with his great grandpa and cuddle with great grandma.
Thoughtful, slightly forlorn farm boy
More goats...we fed them each morning.
There was lots of time for rock-throwing at the creek.
And dad had fun at the creek too, using his new fishing pole called a Tenkara Rod
...and, of course, we enjoyed his catch as well.
K on his new birthday bike
and riding on Great Grandpa's old truck
Great grandpa has always been a laugher. Nowadays, he laughs so hard that he starts to cry. Sometimes, I feel concerned he isn't going to catch his breath when he gets to laughing. Kye got him laughing pretty hard by pulling off his diaper and swim shorts and running around naked.
I'm fairly certain this is a story that will be told, re-told, and re-told. And re-told.
Glad it made them smile.
Just before hitting the road again. Next stop, Helena, MT, for some mountain biking.
