Tuesday was our first day to Yellowstone. None of us had ever been there so we were pretty excited for what we were going to see. We got everyone up, had breakfast and had the van packed with snacks, lunch and what ever else we needed for the day by 8am. We even had hats and mittens packed since there was snow on the ground when we woke up!
We took the leisurely drive back down Hwy 91 to West Yellowstone and started our voyage in the park. Our destination today was Old Faithful and all the great things that are around it. We saw a bunch of buffalo and some elk on the way there. Trevor LOVED the buffalo and couldn't get enough of them. However, about 1/2 way to Old Faithful, Trevor got upset and wanted nothing to do with being in the car seat. He cried and he screamed and he cried some more. Nothing we could do would make him stop. We trudged on. Around 11:20am we got to Old Faithful and took our screaming child out of the car. He was so upset and beside himself that he just didn't know what to do.
We got into the Old Faithful area and saw that the "big show" was supposed to happen again in about 45 minutes so we decided to stay there to see it before going to get something to eat. Ethan wanted to know when it was going to happen... he waited and he waited and he waited. Then he met a little friend of a different nationality and they passed the time together laughing and making silly noises. It's amazing how kids are kids no matter what race, ethnicity or gender you are. I don't think they ever spoke a "real" word to each other, but they had a blast. Trevor on the other hand - he was not doing so hot. As we were sitting on the boardwalk waiting for Old Faithful to spout off her glory, he fell asleep in my arms. SO NOT LIKE TREVOR!! He ended up seeing the geyser go off around 12:55pm, but was not all that thrilled about it and then fell back to sleep.
We thought the geyser was impressive; however, not something that we'd have to go back and see again... one of those things that you can say you saw, but if you don't get back to see it again, it'll be
ok. You've checked it off your list and continue with something else. Now I will admit - it was cool to see the power that the interior of Earth has to produce that large of a geyser. And my mom noticed that the water that was coming out of the geyser never pooled or anything at the base of it. It evaporated so quickly. That was a pretty cool observation!
After the Old Faithful show, it was time to eat lunch at the Old Faithful Inn. Great -- Trevor will perk up now. He loves to eat!! WRONG! He wanted nothing to do with lunch. Didn't want to eat. Didn't want to drink. Nothing. He just laid in my arms and went in and out of sleeping. He woke up one time saying, "My '
tomach' hurts." Not really making anything of it, I just let him fall back to sleep. Unfortunately I didn't know that I should have been covering myself with huge towel to catch all the vomit that he decided to put on himself and me a few minutes later.
Great. Among all the things that I did pack into the van (spring & winter coats, hats, mittens, snacks
galor, books, medicine, band-aids, etc) I, of course, did NOT pack an extra pair of clothes for Trevor or me.
So, I'm sitting at the table with Trevor, my mom and my dad. Ethan and Rick went potty a few minutes earlier. I have no towel... just the few wipes that I should have needed for diaper changes that day. No extra clothes either. So, I pick up Trevor - not moving him in order to keep the "stuff" pooled where it was rather than dropping it all over the floor, and walk to the nearest bathroom. My dad went to the front desk to get some towels or something and my mom stayed to let Rick know where we went. Thankfully, Trevor and I both had a sweatshirt over our t-shirts so we just took one layer off and were dry/clean underneath. Trevor's pants were soaked, but I did the best I could to clean him off. Being that it was very chilly out going in a diaper was not an option so he had to stay in the wet pants. Fortunately, (and this may be too much information) he had had some licorice earlier and that was a saving grace because that is what he now smelled like! Not the normal "nasty" smell that you typically have after throwing up! We ventured to the gift shops to see if there were some sweatpants or something for him, but found nothing. After getting sick 2 more times (in a bathroom as I was changing his diaper, thankfully), it was time to pack it up. I felt so bad for the little guy, but on the selfish side, I was really disappointed that we didn't get to walk around to all the other sights around Old Faithful - Sapphire Pool, the Paint Pots, etc. We were going to spend the whole day there, but that didn't happen.
We got back to the van and thought we should move Trevor's seat to the middle of the van rather than the way back where it was. First, just so I could be next to him with a towel in hand and also because we think that motion sickness might have been the culprit for his being sick. We then proceeded to drive the loop to West Thumb, The Canyons and Norris. We stopped at the Mud Volcano and walked the boardwalks there. Trevor was doing
ok at this point and rode in the stroller. During the walk, Ethan informed us that he like the water geysers better because, "they don't put the stinky stuff in your nose!" He wasn't a fan of the sulphur smell at this attraction.
We stopped at the Canyons for dinner and were then going to head back for home. Trevor did get sick again (more like the dry heaves), but once he saw
everyone's food, he wanted some too. He wanted apple juice and red jello like Ethan. We were hesitant to give it to him knowing that we had 2+ hours in the car yet, but if he was hungry, I didn't want to starve him. He did great with it and even kept it down! YEAH!! We continued on our way home and Trevor slept the entire way! He was just so wiped from all that had transpired and from the lack of a nap on Sunday. Once home (8pm), he wanted toast with peanut butter on it and scarfed it down before bedtime. He was feeling better and the return of his little laughs (which had been absent most of the day) told us that!
However, I do need to say that Trevor's sickness was not the only "fun" part of the day... I mentioned in my earlier post that we had several. 1 - was Trevor colliding with the toilet. 2 - Trevor blessing us with his vomit. 3 - Rick and Ethan almost got stuck in a bathroom due to a herd of buffalo making their way through the parking lot (see
pictures). I yelled several times, "HURRY UP - They're coming!!" And 4 --- Rick decided that the van really was the BMW of minivans and got a little visit from Mr. Police Man as we were exiting the park. Literally, we were exiting the park, and the officer was sitting on the other side of the road just waiting for someone to come through going a bit too fast. The lucky one was Rick! He pulled him over (and Rick knew that he was going way too fast for the 25 mph speed limit that was posted) so it was no shock. Asked us where we were from, what we were doing, and of course, the "Do you know why I pulled you over, Sir?" question. Rick gave him the registration when asked; however, wasn't able to find the proof of insurance right away, so my dad, being the social guy he is, decided to start chit chatting with the officer telling him that we were on vacation, they had come to visit us all the way from Wisconsin, we were here for the week, etc. As Rick is still looking for the insurance, the Officer said, "I'll let you look for that, but I really hope you have it as the state law is that it must be in your car. If not, it's a minimum of $275 fine" (or something close to that).
AGH!!! There goes our vacation fun! Officer went back to his car and came back a bit later, during which time, Rick did find the insurance card (whew). Much to our surprise this was a very nice officer... he gave Rick a written warning! No ticket! Thank you, thank you, thank you. Rick was very relieved along with the rest of us, but he made me drive back to Big Sky that night!