Zion and Moab

We had a wonderful time with Nana Anne and Papa Dave down in Zion’s National Park and Moab. Eole proved once again that she is more Dan’s family than mine with her refined and adventurous taste in food. She fell in love with pickles at Zion’s, and was furious, absolutely furious, when we had to leave the flaccid remains of pickle behind. At Moab Nana Anne fed her small crumbs of ginger pancake. But this was not enough for our dainty little girl as she reached her baby hand out and grabbed a large fistful of pancake to stuff in her mouth. She loved being outdoors and squealed with delight at any morbidly obese squirrels who waddled after us. And of course, she particularly relished tasting the Southern Utah red dirt.