One of the things that kept me occupied while pete was in the Philippines for 2 weeks was going to YW girls camp for a day (I couldn't stay any longer b/c of Ry). I felt like I was in YW all over again and was surprised how much I didn't want to go home at the end of the night. The girls in my ward are awesome and thought it was so funny that everyone up there thought I was one of them and not a leader. I am going to be so sad to say goodbye when they release me to move.


Pete arrived home safe and sound this past week and once again I survived. Ry and I jam packed each day with friends, swimming, picnics, swimming and more swimming. We were both exhausted at the end of each day and he slept in almost every morning-one day he slept till after 10. We are happy to have pete home!