Ryan's first P-Day

Ryan was set apart as a missionary on Monday evening around 7:30. For Tuesday, the day we left to Utah, Pres. Green told him he could dress casual, "...like it is a P-day..."

Ryan was up and ready to go sooner than everyone else. He put his luggage out the door around 7:00am and we left about 7:45.


Ryan's last chance at the piano at home.



Evan's ready to go, just "a little" tired.


One last game of ball. This is a new hobby of Greg's - to pull out a football from the trunk of one of our cars, and toss it around while he has time - he says to me, "so you can't say I never played ball with my kids"




Ryan's breakfast wish was McDonald's.

Choppin' on a McMuffin.


Greg driving, driving everywhere. On our way to a 10:20 flight out of Oakland.


No troubles anywhere, we reached Utah no problem. But ended up with a tear in one of the rental car tires. We stopped at Walmart to get it fixed, but after quite a wait ended up having to take it to a Big O Tires where they thought they had the right size tire, but they didn't. We did have fun browsing Walmart and had lunch there - McDonalds. We drove around on a spare while we had the rental.

Waiting for the spare.


We finally made it to Tremonton. Was great to see family again.

Brynley Belle, one of Ryan's most favorite people.





Uncle Kelly made Ryan his first missionary tag.








It was a day for pink.



Evan bought himself a RC helicopter while we were wandering around Walmart. Was a hit.