This one is for Miss Lori. I got your letter, Miss Lori, and thanks so much cause I miss you.

This is my journal of Yellowstone. We got here really late at night last night and I don't really remember everything, except for we stayed in this big log cabin by Old Faithful.
Old Faithful is the most famous geyser in the whole wide world. It's called Old Faithful because it's true blue. You can always depend on it. It's full of dinosaur water from the center of the earth. The lava makes it hot so it sprays out. It's cool, but we watched it a million times.
But there is something sad about this day because Angel got sick. We sped and sped to find a hospital to make her better, and finally we found one by Weston's lake. Mumma went in with Angel and we stayed out with Dadda and said a special prayer for her. They were in there forever.
Then the doctor said we had to go to the hospital way, way far away. Me and Weston and Coulter were so good because we knew Angel was very sick and Mumma and Dadda were so stressed out. Then all the sudden we were out of the forest jungle and in this town far away. We went to Wal-Mart and got Angel a special baby and got chickies at Wendy's and waited and waited at the hospital.
I think it went ok because then Angel started getting better. I sure love that stinkin' little girl. Then I went to sleep and we were in the forest again.
[Dad's Note: Angel had a high fever we couldn't control, which necessitated an ER visit in Cody, WY, some 90 miles away, at 2AM. We never really found out what was wrong, but she is recovering.]