so this afternoon my whole family. My two younger brothers and 4 younger sisters and their spouses/girlfriend (in Michael's case) and their kids, and Dani and Greg and Tate will gather at the SLC airport holding "WELCOME HOME" signs and they will, well, welcome home Elder and Sister Arhets from their faithful 2 year mission to Brussels Belgium/Netherlands Mission that half way thru switched to the Paris France Mission.
Not me though. I will be here doing laundry. insert: prolonged, pitiful sigh
I do want to state, for the record, that I am awfully proud of them. I am grateful for their good and righteous example, all their sacrifices on my behalf, and for having such wonderful parents.
In other news. It continues to rain, and many of my neighbors are having basement flooding issues and many others are running out to buy emergency generators and I am grateful that Big B insisted we get a walk out because we are nice and dry. I am also grateful that school was not cancelled again and that the children could go forth and learn.