We had a great time on the cruise. Venice and Ancona, Italy; Santorini, Mykonos, and Corfu in the Greek Isles; Athens and the Acropolis; and Dubrovnik, Croatia. I will attach pictures.
The best part of our vacation was, of course, our visit home. We got to spend a lot of time with our kids and our grandkids. Nolan, Treo and little Jaylee Joy came up from St. George for the weekend. Jaylee is a little doll. She has the cutest smile, she scrunches up her face and puts everything into it. Nolan joined Brock, Justin and I for a round of golf at Eaglewood on Saturday morning. We won't discuss scores, but what a beautiful day and what a great time we had.
We thank Dane and Annie for letting us use our home and making room for us. We love staying in the downstairs bedroom. Sometimes we stay there during the summer when it's hot upstairs anyway. Leah managed to find us and jumped in bed with us one morning and when we would go to bed before the girls, Bella was always sure to tell us some fantastic bedtime stories. "This is not a princess story, this is a lizard story." (pronounced lithard.)
Giada, of course, having just turned one, didn't remember us and it took a few days, but she finally warmed up to us and we loved holding her and helping her walk around holding onto our fingers.
Jennie was so thoughtful and sweet to bring her boys by to see us and play with us for several hours each day. We loved playing with Jace and Nixon. Jennie also gave us the great news that number 7 (for us, not her) is on the way and should make HER appearance (maybe my emphasis will make it happen) in April. Actually she doesn't find out the gender for a few more weeks.
We're still sorry that we failed in our plans to visit the temple. We had it all planned and were out the door with Dane and Annie. We were going to meet Jennie at the Bountiful Temple and all of a sudden Tobi looked at her recommend and discovered that the one she thought was her current one, was actually an old one. Jennie went to the temple without us. I still feel bad about that.
Julia is busy with work, her singing, and dealing with all the attention she's getting from the guys these days. There are so many guys in her life now that she has to spend her time categorizing them: Good Potential; Possibilities; May Surprise Me; Have a Nice Life; etc. It puts in mind an egg farm where all the eggs roll down the tube and roll into the proper gate. She's just hoping to find the right kind of egg. Probably a lame analogy, but there you have it.
Justin and Maria are in the middle of relocating. Trying to sell their house and moving into a rental. They have sold a number of items in an effort to reduce and simplify their household. Justin arranged his schedule so as to spend more time with us, which was great.
We are back in Kuala Lumpur now. I just got back from the hospital. (This is the government run hospital where the patients are in wards of about 50 people, all in the same room, with no cooling system, just windows open to the outside. Kind of like our hospitals will be if the government runs them.) I was asked to give a blessing to the sister of one of our members. This family is from India and it seemed like everyone in the hospital ward was Indian as well. So I gave her a little lesson about blessings and faith and how Jesus blessed people, etc. and then gave her the blessing and told her that she was going to be healed and when she was, she was to learn more about Jesus and his church from the missionaries. When we finished with her and were saying goodbye, an old, old woman in the next bed, black as an Indian can get, asked us if we would bless her as well. We did so and she thanked us so humbly, with her hands together, that we were really touched. (I was there with brother Peter Ee of the branch). She will be healed too.
As I write this I am listening to one of KL's fabulous thunder storms outside. Incredible cracks and rolls of thunder that seem to be right outside our windows. Reminds me a lot of my KC days.
I hope I can get my pictures uploaded to this blog. I'm going to try.
Love you, Scott and Tobi
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