My dad got to go to Texas to be a part of the recent vote made by the Boy Scouts organization. My mother will never miss an opportunity to visit her motherland and accompanied him. They built a little 48 hour layover in Phoenix into their trip home. We had looked around for some activities or outings to divert us and, in the end, stayed at home. We swam, played games, watched movies, and took it easy. Dad took us out to dinner one night. And it was great having them around on Sunday to help with the busy schedule that usually ensues. Dad also sang in our ward choir for our ward conference. Grammie Marla will be back with us in a week. Baby time!
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