Montana

Oh Montana, how we love thee.  Let us count the ways...

Really, we do love going up to Montana and this was the third summer in a row we were able to make the trip up.  This trip, however, was rough.  Despite my early delight for the trip (our whole family flew this year) it was an expensive trip.  We tried to pack light, resulting in me buying a bunch of stuff that we should have packed once we were in Montana.  It would have been cheaper to check more bags.  We also bought a tent and a few other things that we left at the lake for the next time we go.  So there's that...

The weather was perfect, the water sports were super fun and the views were stunning.  Most importantly, we had a great time seeing Will's side of the family.  However, this trip ended up being one of the hardest trips away from home I can remember.  Colter and Adell came down with a really heavy cough.  Both of them would cough until they threw up.  So...the nights were very, very, very long.  As soon and Will and I drifted off after cleaning up the barf of one child, the next child would start coughing.  We would leap out of bed grabbing towels (if there were any left over from the last round) or blankets to catch the puke.  Pajamas were changed, sleeping bags swapped out and expletives whispered.  We'd flop back onto the air-mattress only to jump up minutes later for the next bout of coughing.  It was kind of miserable.  We made several trips to the laundry mat.  Will and I were so exhausted by the end of the week we were seeing double.

Then there was the little "leaving Clare at the top of a mountain" incident.  I don't think I can blog about that one just yet.

Needless to say, home was a very sweet place when we got back from our trip.  Good thing we have a whole year recover before our next trip to the Big Sky state.