Montana!

Dorothy and I caught rides to and from Montana to spend time with family. Dallin stayed back and worked his bum off again. What a trooper. Be ready for lots of pictures.

My Mom, Dot, and me on the dock.


My sistas (sans Margo)- Elise, me, and Angie. I'll be honest, I took this picture and posted it because my sisters are hot, and so I think posing with them makes me hotter by association.


Aaaww. I love my sisters. We had so much fun together.


Dorothy with my Mom. She never quite mastered saying "Grandma", instead she called Mom "Booga". I think she's just reversing the "p/b" and "g" sounds, but I really don't know. I think it's kinda cute, but I've promised Dorothy's "Boogas" that I won't encourage it. I wouldn't want to be a booger either.


My Mom was so nice and watched Dorothy A LOT. She was even nice enough to spend countless hours with Dorothy on the tube with her feet in the water. Dorothy didn't like actual swimming too much, but she could spend forever kicking the water with her feet.


Her swimsuit. I think it's the cutest thing ever. Biggest perk-- it's a tankini and the bottom is a swim diaper.


A monumental right of passage for Dorothy, sort of an initiation into the family: blackberry cobbler. When I think of the summers of my childhood, I think of picking blackberries FOREVER so that we could have blackberry cobbler for dessert.


Dorothy really liked it.


All tunckered out. It got really bright in the mornings, so Dorothy took to wrapping her blanket around her face. Hilarious and clever.


We had a fabulous time! Thanks family for making it so wonderful.