We got home from Youth Conference last night. I had fun. I am tired. I don't want to go anywhere for awhile, 'cause I got lonely for my little ones and my bigger one. We went up to Manti for the Mormon Miracle Pageant, which was great fun. The arm gestures were a wee bit dramatic, but all in all, a great event. Especially the last part, when "Bob" (can't remember his name) goes running up the hill and then the lights turn on the temple. Had to try really hard to hold it together in that silent moment, 'cause I was pretty much ready to prostrate myself upon the ground and wail. I didn't, though. I was tough. In pictures, I now present:
Youth Conference 2009
Theme: Defining Moments
Here we have myself and the beautiful Rebekah Wendt, chillin' in the groovy van we couldn't see out of, but it was worth it for the totally awesome company (I tip my hat to you, Sister Barney. I will ride in an enclosed space with you anytime!)
Don't grow up, girls! It will be lonely without you!
(I did make them trade seats on the ride home, because the Dramamine had done it's best and my lunch was still threatening to rearrange itself. Carsickness=Dumb).
I wish I had pictures of myself rockin' the slippin slide at Snow Follies. If I get one later, I will post it. Very memorable. My stomach muscles remember, too.
After a delicious sanpete turkey dinner from the Shores (our gracious hosts), and a rain storm that could've ruined everything but didn't, we headed for the pageant in our radical matchy-matchy sweatshirts.
Here we have those adorable Allred's:
I really enjoy serving with Jon in the youth program. It's a blast. He had them all in stitches, and I appreciate him staying pretty darn close to the line. Only very minor deviations. Well done, Jonnie.
Here's the faithful Bishop and Sister Hicken. He really sets the tone for fun in our ward.
And finally, here's all of us. What a blast.
After the pageant, we roasted marshmallows and stayed up until 2:30, then went to a lake the next day, pizza for lunch, had a little fireside on defining moments in some of the leaders lives, and stopped on the way home for shakes and one last dance off. You should know I earned the name "Sister Scary Lady" from one of the new kids. Where is the justice in this? I ask you. I walked very happily into my house at 9:30.
All in all, it was a super-de-dooper fun event. And I am SO GLAD to be home with my husband and kids again. I don't want to leave them again for a looongggg, long time. I missed them. I appreciate my Husband of Quality for holding down the fort and supporting me in my awesome calling. I would also like to thank the following contributors for their ongoing support: Trina for saving the children while daddy randomly falls asleep, Sabrina for watching them on Friday, and my own dear parents for Saturday without car seats. I love you all!