

After picking her up from the airport we met up with Kelly and Kyle at temple square. We had a classic Carter moment when the parents broke out the bread, peanut butter, jam, and butter knives on a bench by the visitors center. And then, of course, we weren't allowed to get near Benson until we washed our hands (he's allergic to peanuts). So Becky and I went inside to find a restroom and got sidetracked when she started talking to the sister missionaries. They were so much fun to talk to! I loved it. Then they asked for referrals so I gave them my friend's number, just for fun. He knows all about the church and says he's too busy, but I know that one of these days he'll figure out that he's missing out on the source for all true happiness!






It was pretty sweet! Welcome home Sister Carter!


































