Reed-o-saurus

On Friday, we decided to head up to the dinosaur museum at Thanksgiving Point after Mike got off work in the early afternoon. Mike's dad, Nick, Carisa, and Cicily came along, and we had a blast! (Oh, and the title of the post is just because we call Reed that all the time anyway).

The boys talked for a long time about how awesome the Utahraptor (is that one word?) is.

Mike showing Rachel the Raptor's teeth, which, judging from the look on her face, are quite intimidating.

The girls loved playing in the sand pit. Rachel didn't want to touch the wet sand at first, but she warmed up to it. Cicily dove right in. So typical of both of them. :)

Riding the dinosaur.

Reed, Daddy, and a big ol' shark.

Digging up fossils.

Afterwards, Papa took us over and got everyone ice cream. Because that's what grandparents do.

Reed's first taste of ice cream. He would not let go of that cone.

As you can see, it was a good time had by all.