Scott, aka Gumpy (think about it) tried to turn her into a plumber taking her along a couple of days to work on a project he has going down at the cabin. Call me silly, but I don't think she's sold on it.
We girls managed to slip into girl time, going to Exeter to get our toes done!
I opted for a brick/muddy red color while Halle went rock star with bright red topped of with glitter. Wowza, wowza, wowza!
Among the other treats was a trip up to Sequoia Park to do the Crystal Cave tour. We took the old truck 'cuz Scott's employee sticker allowed us to bypass the line to get in the Pa
rk. Couldn't help us at the place where the road construction goes on though. Halle, aka Squirt, is barely tall enough to look out the front window of the truck. Very serious look on both faces. 
Check out the cool spider web gate:
I won't make you look at all the photos from inside the cave, but you have to see just one to get an idea of why the name Crystal Cave. Pretty gorgeous, yes?
The cave tour was over way too quickly. I want to do the Wild Explorer tour, where you wear hard hats, knee pads, and who knows what else, crawl on bellies through tight spots, and get to spend 4 to 6 hours underground AND get to see stuff that is not on the regular tour. Unfortunately that only happens through the end of August and it's booked for this year, so I've signed up to be notified when when start taking reservations for next year.
My dogs followed Halle everywhere while she was here and seemed to get it that she was leaving today. We managed a farewell p
hoto with both before hopping in the car to meet Amanda in Turlock, roughly the halfway point between here and San Francisco.
Gumpy taught Halle how to read maps and serve as the navagator, and she did a pretty good job. So we had lunch at one of the old, old Mexican joints in Turlock then headed back home, tired, very, very tired. Almost-10-year olds have way more energy that we do!
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