Dan took the 5th of July off last week knowing that we would need to recover after staying up past 10 to watch fireworks.  (I mean we're not teenagers anymore.)  It was nice to have a random day off in the middle of the week with Dan so we decided to take the kids to the Dinosaur Park in Ogden, where I neglected to take any actual pictures of dinosaurs.  Buster yelped like a girl through the entire museum, completely taken aback by the giant statues, and Little H played tour guide.  I was surprised at how much she actually knew about dinosaurs.  She could pronounce the names and everything - thank you PBS.  Although I've always wondered about Dinosaur Train and why they never address the fact that Buddy (the Tyrannosaurus) will probably want to eat his adopted family (the Pteranodons) when he gets a little older.