A little town of Virgin, not too far from our house, has a little trading post and restaurant for tourists. We've driven past on the way to Zion or Kolob and the kids have always wanted to stop because the trading post has an old west village. Virgin is the type of town that you drive through on the way to some other, better town. One day with nothing to do, we planned a picnic and loaded up to visit the old west, via wagon.
The kids pretended to rob the bank and then pretended to be in jail.
They wanted to look rough and tough for the pictures.
There were some donkeys and we bought carrots to feed them. I really thought someone was going to lose a finger, but we managed to get out with all digits intact.
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