MTC

This is the trip we took to send my parents off on their mission. It was such a spiritual trip. The MTC is such a sacred place. As soon as you walk in the doors you can feel how special it is.
When my sisters and I were waiting outside on the grass we had so many "security gaurds" ask why we were there. They don't like girls hang'in around those 19 yr olds.
We were able to watch them be set apart by an apostle. They had already been at the MTC for a week or so when we saw them. And they were just like missionary boys when they come home...a little quiet and on a spriritual high.
We hung out in the hotel rooms talking about how exciting it was going to be and all that they had experienced.
We went out to eat a few times and had a ball.
Being in Provo brings back so many feelings and memories of my college days. It is bitter sweet.

Let's just say this kid can sleep all day in those hotel beds!
Last Good bye.

I love watching D with my granny. He is so sweet.

And I REALLLY love watching how hot he looks while driving. 6 hours up and 6 hours down, never gets old. Also brings back memories of him driving his lady around Provo trying to whoo me.