Day sucks, I mean six

Normally I really enjoy blogging at the end of a day but there is something about a truly horrendous day that makes it seem even worse to put it down in to words.

We started off on shaky ground after a terrible night sleep for everyone thanks to Heidi being up for 3 hours in the night and then waking early. We also had a lot of sights on our agenda, which about six months from now I am going to be super grateful for, but today made we want to curl into a fetal position and cry. Both of which I am pretty sure I did on several occasions.

Our first stop was at the paint pots:

Heidi made a number of people awkward by telling them "My Daddy is staying in a different hotel" to which I had to explain "yes but only because he is in Salt Lake City" No one was buying that story.

That is bubbling mud! You can't tell he has been complaining the entire walk can you? Aren't photos the best!: 

We also got this view from the top, which is pretty awesome:

I mean there is only so long I can be mad at this day, especially if I keep enjoying this grocery store wine I have in front of me. 

We went onto visit Norris Geyser basin. It's one of those places that when it blows up in some huge tragedy and everyone is like "Why? Why?" There is going to be a part of me that says - we probably should have seen that one coming:

We stopped at Mammoth hot springs for lunch and because they are amazing. This filter was accidental but I liked the sci-fi look:

At this point Andrew was begging to go home and Heidi was entirely feral, but I did get a picture of Heath from the front! I'll take the small victories:

We drove along the 6 mile Blacktail Plateau Drive, which is famous for wildlife sightings of bears, bison and wolves. We saw one bunny rabbit. 

Next stop was Tower falls, where we ironically ran into an entire family of elk by the parking area:

Then finally into my favorite spot, Yellowstone Grand Canyon:

Let me sum up the mood of my children at this juncture in pictures rather than words:

Andrew let everyone at the Canyon overlook know: "I am having no fun here".

Shockingly, we decided it would be wise to head back home soon after. On our way we saw our first bison in the distance and that was very exciting:

Then we saw a bison right by the road.

After our 20th close up bison sighting we were basically like -if it's not coming up to our car, we aren't photographing it. 

We made it home for me to try to get the kids to sleep at a reasonable hour and enjoy my private wine party. I feel relatively confident that tomorrow cannot go worse.