My husband and I headed up north once again to Williston to spend the day with my ND family; Mom, Dad, Kurt, Jocelyn and her family. My mom was here for a week (and went home on the train Sunday evening).
Fort Union Trading Post was having a rendezvous. It was pretty neat! This was a very wealthy fort way back when; they traded 25,000 bison hides and $100,000 a year.
The father-to-be checking out a cannon.
Many people were dressed in period clothing, showing guests everything from skinning a beaver to flint knapping to blacksmithing.
My wonderful parents :)
The fort was right near the state line.
We also visited the confluence of the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers.
"Here, Mommy!"
Mike Mulligan's steam shovel! We really loved that book on tape when we were kids.
Haas-ifer. What a sweetie! He was crawling all over the place, with no interest in walking whatsoever.
Vivy-girl, full of life as usual.
She was snapping picture after picture with her mommy's camera, keeping both eyes open the whole time.
Our drive home. I just never get over how beautiful the Badlands are. The land opens up, and you drive downhill to the Little Missouri River, then back up again, and suddenly you're back driving over rolling green hills.
It was a great way to celebrate my awesome dad, and my sweet husband who will (God willing) be a father in 15 short weeks.
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