Sorry, I only took 1 picture this week. This one is our not-happy-that-it's-cold-faces. Also, it smells like fall! I have yet to see the leaves change, but it smells and feels (temperature wise) like fall!
Family!
Yay! I'm so glad you're all back safely! And I'm glad you had a good time at Disneyland. When I read that I said, "Gah! They went to Disneyland? Gah!!!!" and Sister Cope said, "But sister, they've never had real pizza." To which I replied, "but they got (or didn't, I don't know) corndogs this big! "But they've never had real pizza, and you only pay a dollar for it. They paid $80 for that corndog." So now I feel better. I'm glad to hear Nate and Wobin are transplanted safely to good old Utah. Let me know of any job developments.
This week has been good. I forgot to tell you kids that last week we broke up a fight. We had talked to some youths and gave them pass along cards, and as we were walking away, more youths came out of the trees. We knocked on a door, keeping a wary eye on the ever growing mob of youths. I said, "There's gonna be a fight. Look at all those suspicious tweens, they're definitely gearing up for a fight." And sure enough a circle was made and two kids started throwing awkward punches. The door didn't open, so we walked back to the crowd of juveniles. One kid shouted, "The missionaries of Jesus Christ are coming!!" We got there, and just stood and stared. The crowd scooted over a bit, as if to hide. We kept staring, not saying a word. And then they all scattered and ran home. By doing absolutely nothing, we broke up a fight!
General Conference was wonderful. Us, the Elders, and a family named the Grooms were the only ones to show up for the broadcast. Everyone else just watches it on the internet now. But it was nice. They brought a tuna casserole and some salad and cookies, and we had a little feast between sessions. I really enjoyed President Uchdorf's talk on Saturday, about how much we matter to Heavenly Father. And probably my favorite talk was from Sister Elaine S. Dalton, about how fathers show their daughters they love them and how they should be a good example to them.
The other day we taught a lesson to a less-active/part-member family about prayer. We've met with them a few times, all of which have been chaotic because they're a VERY energetic family. But we love their enthusiasm and love for each other. At the end of the lesson we had a prayer circle, and though the kids didn't want to pray, they did anyway. It really brought the Spirit. Brother Farnsworth (our ward mission leader) came with us to the lesson, and bore his testimony too. It was great.
Also, I'm getting a bit of a mullet/Justin Bieber gone crazy hairdo. So today I'm getting it cut. There are about 5 salons on every street, so I hope I choose wisely.
I love you kids! Don't have too much fun there now ya hear? I love you and miss you! And Happy Birthday Moimers, you're the best there is and none of us would be where we are without you!
Note from mom: I sent a second message to Miss this morning and apparently we were emailing each other at the same time. Missy added this comment after reading my second message.
I just sent you a message, and then saw this one! Nate: That is soooo awesome! (From mom: I told her about the Bette Midler thing). Look at you making a scene with your artsiness!
And go Tim (From mom: I told her about Tim's dedication to schoolwork for his MBA). Way to study!
And I so wish I could see that mariachi band community moment (From mom: if you wanna know about this one, ask me)! It sounds amazing!!
