Not at all what I imagined. I told Paul we could do it again. (The only draw back being that the bathroom was across the drive from our cabin, and waking up needing to pee is inevitable if it's not convenient to go. They have more expensive cabins that have a bathroom, but I told Paul it wasn't worth the $20 extra.)
While in Colorado Springs, we took the kids to the zoo. They loved it. WE loved it! It was the perfect size that the boys could walk it by themselves. A lot of up and down hills (it's built into the side of the mountain), but the exhibits were close enough that there was plenty of places to stop and rest (me, the flatlander) and look at the animals. We did the whole zoo, and then half of it again before the boys were tired.
She was looking right at the camera until she noticed one of her roomies going after a toy she wanted.
They loved the open-air aviary, where there were hundreds of birds flying free. They fed them seed stuck to a popsicle stick, and the birds would land on their hands (or head!) to eat the food.
I made the boys wear their hoods up, too. I'm a bit poop-phobic.
They also enjoyed watching the bears play in a pool where trout were swimming. We were on one side of a huge glass wall, and the pool came up halfway on the wall so you could see the fish swimming, and the bears playing in the water.
And of course they fed the giraffes. Nathan loved that, but Jacob was freaked out by being in such close proximity. (We were up on a platform, so were eye-level with them.)
This one is a baby, hence the reason Jake is actually close to it. The rest could look over the railing.
Wednesday night, we went to Paul's best friend, Seth's house. (Unfortunately, forgot to take a picture.) We cooked supper and just hung out. The boys really made themselves at home - running, jumping, playing with Seth.... And pooping. I think they both pooped 3 times while we were there. Apparently you can't get the job done in a public restroom, which is all we'd been in for the last two days.
Thursday morning, we packed up and headed to Ft. Collins to see Paul's grandpa. Paul wanted to take the scenic route, but after two days of Jacob not sleeping well, I was ready to just get there. So, we took the scenic route. We headed up into the mountains to Florissant, thinking fossil beds sounded interesting.
They were less than what we expected (mostly fossilized plants, and a few bugs. No animals and definitely no dinosaurs), and we had to buy lunch at the only place in that small town - a coffee shop. $10 for a sandwich, and not a big sandwich, or anything special about it, not even a side of chips (but we did get a pickle spear!). Paul and I split a BLT (since every sandwich was offered as "half" or "whole" we expected something a whole lot bigger), and the boys split a ham and swiss. That was the second most expensive meal on our trip (the most expensive being for Nathan's birthday).
Six hours and a whole lot of whining later (and not just from the boys), we pulled into Grandpa's house in Ft. Collins. He took us out to supper at his favorite buffet, and when we got back, Paul's aunt and her fiance, and his cousin and her husband and two kids were at the house. Our kids had a blast playing with Jack and Millie over the next few days; they are very close in age to both of our kids.
It was Miss Millie's 2nd birthday!
(And gee, ya can't tell Nathan and Jack are related, can you?)
I told Paul that the boys needed a couple days of not being in the car. We usually go for a drive up into the mountains while we stay with Grandpa, but I knew there would be much whining which would mean I wouldn't enjoy it at all. So just Paul and Grandpa went for a drive on Friday, while I stayed home with the boys (and took a nap!).
Saturday, the whole family went up Poudre Canyon a bit for a picnic and to enjoy the scenery. The kids loved throwing rocks in the river and playing in the sand at the side of the river. When we got back, we took the boys to the park and took them on the old Trolley that runs from the City Park (practically across the street from Grandpa's house) to Old Town. They loved it.
Sunday morning we headed out for the next leg of our journey (7 hours), to Belle Fourche, South Dakota. Through the nothingness of Wyoming. It is pretty, in a very barren sort of way.
We stopped in the small town of Lusk for lunch and to let the boys play - more from a "now or never" attitude, as it was 80+ miles of nothing on Highway 85 after Lusk. Seriously. A few giggle-worthy ranch names, and one rest area.