Thanks Giving this year was a special one. It was the last time that we we would all be together for a while. Why? Because my parents are leaving for a mission to Ghana. It's odd to think that I will not see them for 18 months. To celebrate this momentous occasion my sister Elisabeth and her family flew in from St Louis, my brother Garrett and his family flew in from San Diego and my youngest brother Christopher drove up from Provo. I have to say having seven kids all under the age of seven creates a lot of noise, but never the less it was time well spent. The men of the house created a potato gun, which they had fun shooting apples into the Boise river. We had a Bar-b-Que at the fire pit and every night was story book time with Papa.
