Well the big day finally came. Those of you who have served missions or had friends and family away will know what I'm talking about. You think the day will never come when you or they will return home, but thankfully it does. Although I must say the 18 months went by way quicker than I ever expected it to, but it may have helped that it was broken up by us visiting with them twice during that time. The kids were so excited - my nephew Andrew kept blocking everyone trying to leave the baggage area as he wanted to see them so badly. It took them forever to come out as their luggage didn't make their connection from London, but when they did make it out their was great excitement. Even little Sophie gave a shout for joy! I am so proud of them, and the ever constant example they set to us as children. I couldn't ask for more faithful parents in the gospel if I tried. How blessed am I?


