I Hope Your Last Name Isn't Davidson!

The people we met on our trip fell into three groups: college-aged hard-core hikers, families with kids and eldery retired couples. Carly was a big hit with the last set, but I swear at least five different old men thought I said "Harley" when I said her name. Seriously.

*

Carly and Auntie K saying hi to the brontosaurus =) on our way up to the park.

Shakin' thee hann.
Cute pie at our hotel room door. We were in the very last room in the furthest building so we didn't have to worry about parking lots and SUVs ruining the view. It was so great!
Our hotel had a little restaurant that was surprisingly good and not at Disneyland prices! Carly and I had our breakfast here every morning. This was our first night, when she just couldn't wait the extra two hours until everyone else was meeting for dinner at the big lodge.
She loves her new horsies! Thanks, Aunt Dottie and Uncle Don and Brianna!
Hanging out with Uncle Don and Aunt Sarah.
On the dock with Grammy the day some of us hiked up to the glacier.
On our last night, Poppy and Grammy bought Carly this viewfinder and she loves it!
At first, Auntie K had to help Carly do it. We think Carly's crazy chicken hair was interfering.
But Carly did it all by herself! What a big girl.