Well, Heston has been here in Idaho for over a week now. He's starting to fit right in...
And for the finished product...
A missionary haircut!
"...to commit oneself to home and family is to do a wondrous thing. It is a high adventure." --Neal A. Maxwell
So, tonight I'd finally gotten everyone to bed after our ward party, and Courtney's soccer game, when my Dad called and asked if we were in bed yet (10:25pm) I told him I was still up, and he asked if I wanted to get the kids up. Of course I had to know why and he explained that the International Space Station (ISS) was about to cross the sky.
Bet & Britt had tickets to the Oquirrh (O-ker) mountain temple open house, so we attended it with them. Zachary burnt his hand on a curling iron right before we left, and Andrew fell asleep, so Mom offered to watch them and Abby while the rest of us went (thanks again, Mom!) It was neat to tour the temple with my children.
My Dad is a wonderful Grandpa. From “airplane rides” for all the babies, to fishing trips for my boys, he's made wonderful memories and traditions in each of my children's lives.