We took Clint to Village Inn for his "Last Supper" and so did all of the other families going to the MTC. There were missionaries EVERYWHERE. We had some extra time so we went to Michael's craft store and well... you can obviously see what happened. We had some good laughs before we kicked him to the curb. Literally! You drive up and drop them off. It was very heart breaking to see him walk away.
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I am happy that I wasn't there. I am so emotional. Except now I am mad that he doesn't write me!
I can't believe Clint is old enough to go on a mission! Crazy! Cute blog! Love you guys!
Ugh - the MTC! I've been 4 times. That's 4 tooooo many. Its so tough!
I hope Clint is doing well - he looks so grown up and handsome!
ha ha that post is hilarious...so typical of tay, clint and pat.
your blog is so cute, cam
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