Last week, my brother came home from his two-year mission in Oregon for the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. Here we are waiting for him at the airport in our matching t-shirts. (The pattern matches if not the color!) He's the only one in our immediate family who has served a mission and we are so proud of him. We just had to go all out. So much for Mom not wanting to be a spectacle! I only wish we'd kicked up more of a ruckus when he came down the escalator!
Welcome home Seth! We know you are ecstatic about being home!
2 comments:
Check out that muscle on your arm! Sheesh! I'm glad everything turned out good.
That's what happens when you constantly lift a 30 plus pound two and a half year old up and down and out of trouble.
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