The service was lovely. Stories were told, songs sung, tears shed, long lost relatives returned. As funerals go, it was one of the best and most heartfelt I've ever attended. (Apparently I've unknowingly rated all the funerals I've attended on a scale, but there you go.)
Non-funeral related things I learned on our trip:
- Wyoming is pretty but the air is so dry it sucks the moisture out of your skin and makes you feel like you might slough it off like a snake
- African Dan's 3 siblings think they're nothing like him, but they totally are and it's awesome
- Ranching is an unforgiving job
- Toddler Flails-a-lot will not nap in the car if Hub and I are sitting in the backseat with her (this fact made me very sad)
- People without children will suggest hiking at 7:30 am and we will stupidly think it is a good idea
- Hiking in stylish flats is not the best idea (when will I learn to pack sneakers? the last Hub family reunion I went to I ended up climbing a rock face in platform sandals...to the amazement of all, I might add)
- Husband-cat can carry a 30lb toddler and hike for hours.
Biggest lesson: Toddler Flails-a-lot now understands linear causality and makes new conversations and demands based on that.When we woke her up at 6 am to go hiking she said, "NO! More night time!" and tried to go back to sleep. I didn't blame her a bit.