Eric, Max and I decided that Max was ready for his first fishing trip...so, we rented the Yurt at Meeks. What is a Yurt you ask...well, let me tell you, says wikipedia: A yurt is a portable, felt-covered, wood lattice-framed dwelling structure traditionally used by nomads in the steppes of Central Asia. A yurt is more home-like than a tent in shape and build, with thicker walls. They are popular amongst nomads.
Since we've been living like nomads, we decided to try it out...
...and I sort of feel like it's a part of my culture (not really!).
Hanky, making Max laugh...gotta love having cousins!
three cutest boys, ever...they just needed Grady in the pic...maybe next year!
My attempt at being artistic.
Fun at Meeks...it was so strange being at the lake at Meeks and not being able to walk to the cabin and have some of Sue's Swedish Fish!
All the girls getting the delicious cook out ready.
Hanky, bless his heart, is the most well-natured boy in the world! First, he let Carli play with his beloved fishing pole (pictured here) and she cast the red fish out and it broke and the fish went flying into the lake, never to be found again...Rather than pitching a fit, he just looked at Carli and said in his unusually low and adorable voice, "it's o.k." Feeling badly, Carli attached a pine cone to the end of the line. Hanky's only concern was that, "I don't think the fish will like the pine cone." (as opposed to the red plastic fish). So adorable!
Then, still trusting, asked Carli to roast his marshmallow...unfortunately it got a little burnt...and still Hanky said nothing...but his face says it all!
Yes, that's right, I caught a fish and reeled it in myself...and I could not have asked for more perfect timing, as I was just about to reel it in, up drove a truck full spectators (i.e. Hanky, Brookie, Dylan, Carli, Julie, Geoff and Jody)!
Max throwing rocks in the water...life pretty much doesn't get better than this (if only ALL of our family was able to be there)!
This was our fourth Fossil Fest...hard to believe! The parade did not disappoint.
We were asked to be in charge of Fossil Fest Funnies, again, this year but did not think that we would be able to do it, so had to decline. We didn't even think we were going to be able to attend this year.
At the last minuet our plans changed and we were able to go. Max excitedly anticipating the parade.
Max, picking up his spoils from the parade. It WAY paid to know people...Max kept getting handfuls of candy chucked at him.
Eric crossing the line of full and sick...again!
Our friend, Nick, or as we like to call him, "Wolver-doggo-rine." O.k., that was lame!
Max FREAKED out when Sparky the dog came over...like, howling, crying!!!
Not so many tears when the pretty ladies were holding him!!!! Oh, you coy boy!!!!
Max loved the monkeys. 
