We Heart Henry

These are my grandparents. 

They’re cool. 

Always have been, will be forever. One contributing factor to their coolness is that every year, they gather our family and provide five days in a scenic location.  This year? 

Henry’s Lake in Yellowstone.

It was cool.  Just like my grandparents. 

Just like my family.

(Though not cool enough to figure out the obvious demise of that guy in the phone booth who was telling the fishing story, shattered the glass with his bare hands and met his untimely end.)

(And barely cooler than Alli’s socks and flip-flops)

The following is what happens when you get cool people together in a cool place:

You have a cool view

from which you see cool things.

(like bats!)

You take cool drives

accompanied by cool music

 

to see even more cool sights

Mom builds cool fires and perform cool tribal dances

Cool sisters win Corn Hole

and cool boys watch Care Bears in Spanish

 

In a cool place, one discovers cool things

(Like pet leeches, for example…)

And gets caught in cool hailstorms that would have been a lot cooler from indoors

 Henry’s Lake?

Cool.