After recovering from their bout with the flu, Granma and Granpa were ready for more fun with the kids. We returned to the farm for one last visit, this time down to the banks of the Broad River. The river flows through the bottom of the farm. Emma and Henry had a good time throwing sticks in the water with Granpa.

Later that evening we returned to “the city” and me my good friend Travis Lindley for a find bison dinner at Ted’s Montana Grill. (The kids, of course, had chicken.)

The highlight of the night was watching Emma and Henry chow down on some chocolate cupcakes. I never tire of seeing them have at their food, completely carefree and oblivious to the huge mess their making of their surroundings and themselves.