Yesterday, our missionary friends took us to see the Mormon temple...the temple is under construction right now, but it was still beautiful, even with wooden panes in it's windows and all of it's paint stripped.
It was a long drive out to North Shore, so when we got there Isabella was pretty eager to stretch her toddler legs...she had plenty of opportunity to do so on all of those stairs!
We stopped to take a rest on a big marble bench, she really liked that. We also stopped to smell the Hibiscus, she really liked that too.
I asked to boys to let me take their picture...they got all sheepish and immediately lined up execution style...I told them to relax and "at ease" and this is what I got...silly.
The more I learn, the more I'm impressed. These boys put off college, dating and sports for two years, save up their own money and pay their own ways throughout these missions, and just because they were sent to Hawaii, doesn't mean they get to go to the beach either, they can only see it from afar, focusing only on their work for God. They have some pretty intense stories to tell, people can be pretty mean, they laugh them off, but still, I can't imagine how frustrating it must be to meet such cruelty on a daily basis. Isabella is completely in love with the one on the right, she loves to hold his hand and a couple of times Tyler and I have caught her with her head propped in her hands, sighing in his direction...can this really start at only two years?!