More from July... 

exploring the Mormon Batallion. Emma and I wandered the halls. She was not being very quiet during the tour. Sure did not love how she insisted on crawling on the filthy floors. But I've also learned how determined this girl can be when she wants to do something. I would rather deal with dirt than tantrums.

(Fun fact... this exact hallway was where I was exactly two years ago when I got a phone call from the doctors telling me I was pregnant with Emma.)

Ryan panning for gold with Grandma Tanner. We tried to tell him he had to find enough to buy lunch. He didn't think we were funny.

Emma loved the lookout tower.

And the rocks. We had tried to keep a bow in her hair this day. She pulled it out constantly. Even if it wasn't in, she'd do random swipes with her hand to check if I'd snuck it back in. 

 

Ryan and Grandpa.

These two spend hours reading together. Ryan is in heaven with them here.

One of my all time faves of this baby. I love her sweet face. I love her dirty knees. I love her busted up sandals that she has torn to pieces by crawling all over the place.