Short Movie, Address

So, I hadn't cried a tear for nearly 10 hours (never mind that 7.5 of those were sleeping), until Brent finished his little movie. I watched it this morning, and the water works began again. {Sigh} There's some cute footage, good music, and just a little of Xander's voice.

Music by The Shins

We received a very generic e-mail from the MTC last night letting us know that he arrived safely (I sure hope nothing bad happened between the curb and the building) and reminding us to not arrange "accidental" meetings with our missionary. Okay. We're not rule-breakers. They gave us a snail mail address for him in the MTC. Feel free to drop him a note.

Alexander Chase Hulme
MTC Mailbox # 119
WST IND 0525
2005 N 900 E
Provo, UT 84604-1793

The First Day

The other day someone asked me if it was going to be weird to drop off our son for 2 years at a place that was so near our house.
Well yes it is weird. The MTC is about 4 miles from our house and is about 200 yards from Xander's friends house. Oli and Simon will pass it twice a day on the school bus because the high school and junior high are just past the MTC.
The part that seemed odd to me was that his entering the first day of the next 2 years was really going to feel like dropping him off for lacrosse practice or some other errand that we seem to pass this spot on a regular basis. Our solution was to do it in our wacky style... we rode our bikes. It was a sunny spring day that was begging for a bike ride. Now a couple of hours later after the shock of him being gone and the awkwardness of showing up on 6 bicycles instead of one minivan, I am pleased that we did it. The whole family threading through the backstreet routes, will be a memory that will standout instead of feeling like we were running errands.

group photo less mom.
replace luggage with bike
Mom wasn't so smiley later
last call on personal phone
the sherpa trailer with 50 lbs. of white shirts and ties
last photo at the MTC