LOOK OUT!!!
I can't believe we have so remiss as to have not brought Little Miss to Dinosaur Valley until now. I haven't been here in at least twenty years, and I must say I was a little disappointed by the fencing in of the giant reptiles. And there's a gift shop now...not an exceptionally good one, but none the less. Loverboy, Molly and Papa had planned this outing for a couple of Sundays ago, but weather and illness put the kibosh on it. We couldn't have picked a more perfect day, though the hamburger buns purchased for the original trip/cookout had to be replaced.
We started out with a educational track.
But then the playground called. And called, and called...
As with any al fresco adventure with my family, we brought everything short of the recliners and big screen television (only a matter of time). Loverboy grilled burgers and sausage, chips and dips were plentiful, cookies of all varieties.
We didn't actually need or use the butter, but I think Molly felt prepared for all emergencies with it there.
We even talked Uncle Bubba into joining us. So you know we had a good time! I brought the ChatPack cards, so some highly entertaining conversation, and hysterical laughing, took place. Love those.
Molly found a walking stick she "needed" at the gift shop. I think she's had cane envy since Papa's knee replacement.
After lunch, there was napping...
and shenanigans...
The people watching was frankly excellent. The best were some late-comers to the site next to ours. They had a lot of trouble getting their charcoal grill to fire up, which may have been a good thing.
Note the bag of charcoal sitting on top of the grill.
The Paluxy was running too high for the dinosaur tracks to be visible, but the river was there and had to be waded.
Everything is so green (even Uncle Bubba) from this wet spring, and the wildflowers were gorgeous. But on to the river!
A little chilly at the start.
Next time we'll just bring swimsuits...you knew it was just a matter of time...
This soaking came as no surprise, Loverboy and I had both grabbed a change of clothes for her before we left. We know our girl!
None of us, not even Papa!, were in a hurry to leave. The mark of a successful outing, indeed. But Uncle Bubba had to get home to bring in the goats and llamas, and the promise of a Dairy Queen detour for dipped cones made packing up a little easier. This was truly my kind of a day in nature--family, friends, food, dinosaurs.
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