We wandered around Jackson in the rain and then made our way to Driggs for the night. The kids swam for hours and then jumped on the beds until they were too exhausted to keep their eyes open. Jason and my dad found a potential muscle car-- a 1969 Charger which was their other favorite part of the trip.
We woke up and went to Teton Village and rode the Jackson Hole tram to the top of the resort and enjoyed some great views. After that it was time to head home.
It was a very short but very sweet trip. We love road tripping with my parents-- my dad loves to drive anywhere and my mom was a trooper, hiking with us even with a bad knee and recent life flight ride for her heart. The kids were angelic... they were great in the car and good every where we went. Klein mimicked Max's every move and called out "hi Grandma" every chance she got. Max threw rocks at every stop and finally got a little pocket knife. It was a long ride for me but worth the smiles and company.
