Cokeville Trip

  A couple weekends ago we went to visit Kelli, Kevin, and Rylie in Cokeville.

When we got there Kevin and some of their friends were getting ready to go for a ride, so they let the kids ride around on Kelli's horse, Chile, first.

Rylie and Brandt rode around for quite a while. Brandt wanted to wear his hat, too, but it kept hitting Rylie in the face so he had to leave it off.

After a few rounds, they had Braydee (Brandt's cousin on Bryce's side and Rylie's friend in Cokeville) get on with them. It was definitely a cozy ride! Good thing Chile is so patient with them.

Of course, I could never get them all to look at me and smile at the same time.

Just the boys again (and Kelli I guess.)

So dang cute!

Just a little squishy is all!

Brandt was not ready to get off when the time came, but he got over it pretty fast since Rylie has so many fun toys to check out. (Ashley, Braydee, Rylie, Brandt, Kelli, oh and can't forget Chile)

This "toy" was a huge hit. Brandt figured out how to drive it on his own and before any of us could catch him he ran into the garage and went over the steering wheel. Of course, I didn't have my camera handy. He wanted to get right back on it, but since we didn't really feel like heading to the ER on a nice Sunday afternoon, we talked him into sitting in the trailor and letting Rylie drive him around. Not sure if that was really a safer option or not... :)

They made quite a few trips up and down the lane, giggling and having fun the entire time.

For some reason Brandt decided to bail out! Rylie didn't skip a beat, just kept right on going. Brandt got up laughing and wanted right back in.
In this one the wild little driver was laughing like crazy and trying to run me over. What a goof!

We had a lot of fun. Brandt was so covered with dirt we had to throw him in Kelli's tub so grandpa would let him back in his truck for the ride home. He sobbed when we left cause he wanted to stay with Rylie. Not for long though, he was worn out and slept most of the way home. Obviously Bryce was worn out, too. Once again, how could I resist the daddy and son sleeping pictures?