He clearly has a personality already! :) He doesn't have a name yet (at least not that I know of) but he weighed in at 7 lbs 13 oz and was 20 inches long.
This makes me an aunt for the 22nd time! YES!
10 years ago
August 20, 2012
Another New Addition!
My sister had her baby on Saturday - about 9 days early. I haven't been able to meet him yet but his dad sent out a picture. He's a little cutie pie!
He clearly has a personality already! :) He doesn't have a name yet (at least not that I know of) but he weighed in at 7 lbs 13 oz and was 20 inches long.
This makes me an aunt for the 22nd time! YES!
He clearly has a personality already! :) He doesn't have a name yet (at least not that I know of) but he weighed in at 7 lbs 13 oz and was 20 inches long.
This makes me an aunt for the 22nd time! YES!
August 15, 2012
Insulting My Intelligence...
The other day Ryan and I went to my parent's house to visit and there was some mail there for me. This is not surprising as I used to have most of my mail go to my parent's house before I got married. I opened one particular piece of mail that was hand addressed to me. It contained the following letter:
At first it seemed too good to be true but the first thing I noticed as being odd was the line "We have attempted to contact you several times without success."
Really?
I got this sneaking suspicion that something wasn't right so I showed it to Ryan and then read it out loud to my parents. We all determined it was a scam based on the unprofessional look of the letter in addition to the fact that there was no return address (aka: no way to trace the letter back to anyone) nor is there any airline company called US Airlines (it's US Airways).
These people did a really good job of making it all appear legitimate but I wasn't about to fall for it. I folded the letter back up, put it in the envelope and said, "They just want my credit card! Well, nice try...suckers."
Never insult my intelligence again.
At first it seemed too good to be true but the first thing I noticed as being odd was the line "We have attempted to contact you several times without success."
Really?
I got this sneaking suspicion that something wasn't right so I showed it to Ryan and then read it out loud to my parents. We all determined it was a scam based on the unprofessional look of the letter in addition to the fact that there was no return address (aka: no way to trace the letter back to anyone) nor is there any airline company called US Airlines (it's US Airways).
These people did a really good job of making it all appear legitimate but I wasn't about to fall for it. I folded the letter back up, put it in the envelope and said, "They just want my credit card! Well, nice try...suckers."
Never insult my intelligence again.
August 14, 2012
Best Husband Award...
goes to Ryan!
I was having my chronic stomach pain last night (2nd night in a row) and woke up around 11:30pm. By 2am I was in so much pain that I was completely doubled over. I rolled out of bed so as not to disturb Ryan, grabbed my heating pad and laid on the floor. Around 2:30am Ryan noticed I wasn't in bed so he grabbed a pillow and came and laid on the floor next to me. I told him to go back to bed and he said "How can I sleep knowing you are in so much pain?" At 3am he rubbed my back for half an hour. At 3:30am he brought me bread, milk and medicine. At 4am I started feeling a little more relaxed and we both began to doze off. At 5am the alarm went off. At 5:30am Ryan got up and got ready for work. At 6:30am he left, telling me to stay in bed and take care of myself.
Words cannot described how blessed I feel to have a husband that takes such good care of me. Getting up with me in the middle of the night and then heading off to work with no more than 3-4 hours sleep and never complaining is what I call fulfilling his marriage vows! Oh how I love that man!
I was having my chronic stomach pain last night (2nd night in a row) and woke up around 11:30pm. By 2am I was in so much pain that I was completely doubled over. I rolled out of bed so as not to disturb Ryan, grabbed my heating pad and laid on the floor. Around 2:30am Ryan noticed I wasn't in bed so he grabbed a pillow and came and laid on the floor next to me. I told him to go back to bed and he said "How can I sleep knowing you are in so much pain?" At 3am he rubbed my back for half an hour. At 3:30am he brought me bread, milk and medicine. At 4am I started feeling a little more relaxed and we both began to doze off. At 5am the alarm went off. At 5:30am Ryan got up and got ready for work. At 6:30am he left, telling me to stay in bed and take care of myself.
Words cannot described how blessed I feel to have a husband that takes such good care of me. Getting up with me in the middle of the night and then heading off to work with no more than 3-4 hours sleep and never complaining is what I call fulfilling his marriage vows! Oh how I love that man!
Midvale 5K
Last year my two sisters convinced me to run the Midvale 5K with them. I am not a fan of running. In fact, I don't enjoy it much at all. I didn't really want to do it, but I knew I wanted to be in better shape. So I talked to Ryan who said he'd love to do it and the four of us, including my dad, signed up. This year my dad (he walked the entire thing in 41 minutes) wanted to do it again. My two sisters said they would, along with another sister of mine (she wanted to walk it with our dad this year). Ryan said he'd do it and that left me...rolling my eyes, hemming and hawing. It was fun last year, but I was in MUCH better shape last year. I had 2-3 months to prepare for it then, this year I'd only have three weeks! I really didn't want to do it, but at the same time, I did want to be part of the experience the rest of my family would be having. And as much as I hate running, I knew I would feel like I accomplished something important. I also knew I wouldn't be able to run the entire thing but that I could do the best I could. So, I agreed to sign up again. And in the process I convinced my 11 year old nephew to sign up with me!
Last Saturday (August 11th) was race day. As promised, Ryan, myself, my three sisters, my dad and my nephew were all there ready to race. My three week training hadn't gone so well and I was still about 3-4 minutes slower than my time last year. But I tried not to focus on that and just tried to enjoy the experience. I figured I wouldn't be able to go as fast with my nephew trying to keep up anyway. This year it was more about helping him succeed then trying to run my fastest race.
We lined up at the starting line and we were off! Tricia, Valerie and Derek (Tricia's husband) were off like lightning. They could run the entire thing so we knew they'd always be in front of us. Pam and Dad were walking the whole thing so we knew they'd always be behind us. That left the three of us (me, Ryan and nephew) somewhere in the middle. We starting with running and we managed to run about 1.1 miles before I had to stop. About half a mile in my nephew was already complaining of a side ache but no matter how many times I asked him if he needed to stop, he said no. He kept running along as best he could. When we'd stop to walk, I would walk at a furious pace (almost as fast as my slow run) and Ryan and nephew would lag a little behind. But then we'd all start running again and I would end up lagging behind them. One thing I did notice though was that my nephew never left Ryan's side. Those two were practically glued together! And he never stopped jabbering either. The entire three miles was non-stop talking. They'd skip, they'd run backwards...they just had a great time together as I would struggle with even being able to breathe.
Once we reached the final stretch we decided to sprint in. I noticed the time on the clock ahead of us and realized I was just about at my time last year so I yelled at them to run faster. My nephew crossed the finish line first at 36:01. Ryan then crossed with me right at his heels and it turns out, we tied at 36:02!
Ryan could have run a lot faster than me and probably finished under 30 minutes. But he is such a great moral support to me by sticking with me and helping me finish. We were both so proud of my nephew though. He did an amazing job for not having trained at all. He only had to ask to stop once to catch his breath and other than that he walked or ran as fast as we did. Everyone in my family did great! After the race we had a big breakfast and just enjoyed our success. It turns out that I finished three seconds ahead of my time last year! It was the fastest I have walked/run 3.1 miles all year long (and in the last 3 weeks I was training). There really is something fulfilling about setting a goal and working hard to achieve it. Maybe I can do this again next year after all!
The three amigos after the race:
Last Saturday (August 11th) was race day. As promised, Ryan, myself, my three sisters, my dad and my nephew were all there ready to race. My three week training hadn't gone so well and I was still about 3-4 minutes slower than my time last year. But I tried not to focus on that and just tried to enjoy the experience. I figured I wouldn't be able to go as fast with my nephew trying to keep up anyway. This year it was more about helping him succeed then trying to run my fastest race.
We lined up at the starting line and we were off! Tricia, Valerie and Derek (Tricia's husband) were off like lightning. They could run the entire thing so we knew they'd always be in front of us. Pam and Dad were walking the whole thing so we knew they'd always be behind us. That left the three of us (me, Ryan and nephew) somewhere in the middle. We starting with running and we managed to run about 1.1 miles before I had to stop. About half a mile in my nephew was already complaining of a side ache but no matter how many times I asked him if he needed to stop, he said no. He kept running along as best he could. When we'd stop to walk, I would walk at a furious pace (almost as fast as my slow run) and Ryan and nephew would lag a little behind. But then we'd all start running again and I would end up lagging behind them. One thing I did notice though was that my nephew never left Ryan's side. Those two were practically glued together! And he never stopped jabbering either. The entire three miles was non-stop talking. They'd skip, they'd run backwards...they just had a great time together as I would struggle with even being able to breathe.
Once we reached the final stretch we decided to sprint in. I noticed the time on the clock ahead of us and realized I was just about at my time last year so I yelled at them to run faster. My nephew crossed the finish line first at 36:01. Ryan then crossed with me right at his heels and it turns out, we tied at 36:02!
Ryan could have run a lot faster than me and probably finished under 30 minutes. But he is such a great moral support to me by sticking with me and helping me finish. We were both so proud of my nephew though. He did an amazing job for not having trained at all. He only had to ask to stop once to catch his breath and other than that he walked or ran as fast as we did. Everyone in my family did great! After the race we had a big breakfast and just enjoyed our success. It turns out that I finished three seconds ahead of my time last year! It was the fastest I have walked/run 3.1 miles all year long (and in the last 3 weeks I was training). There really is something fulfilling about setting a goal and working hard to achieve it. Maybe I can do this again next year after all!
The three amigos after the race:
August 13, 2012
Family Vacation 2012 - Part III
I started with Part I so if you want to start at the beginning of the trip you'll need to begin two posts down and read backwards. :)
We left Illinois on the afternoon of Day eight and drove to Council Bluffs, Iowa. This was about a 7 hour drive so we arrived in the evening and didn't do much else that day.
Day Nine:
We visited the Kanesvile Tabernacle in Council Bluffs. It was a quick trip, not much to see there but a visitor's center and a renovated tabernacle. This was where Brigham Young was officially sustained as the new prophet following the death of Joseph Smith.
From there we headed into Nebraska to Winter Quarters.
We took pictures of the temple, visited the Visitor's Center and wandered through the cemetery. I had a great-great-great grandpa (Thomas Butterfield, founder of Herriman) who traveled west with the saints and he spent about two years in Winter Quarters. So it was really fun for me to learn more about that place and what the saints did there.
One of the things I learned there, that I found most fascinating, was that the trip from Navuoo, IL to Winter Quarters, NE took the first group of saints about five months to make. It was incredibly muddy and one man recorded in his journal "only crossed one mud puddle today. It was six miles long!" The trip that distance should have taken 5 weeks but due to the mud, it took five months. It was later found out that while the saints were forging miles-long mud puddles to get to Winter Quarters, there were actually Indian Wars going on there at the time. So if they had arrived in 5 weeks as they should have, they could have been in terrible danger (right in the middle of these Indian Wars). So by some miracle, the mud slowed them down and allowed them to arrive at Winter Quarters after the Indian Wars ended. This story definitely taught me an important lesson: there are always blessings in trials.
Winter Quarters was the last "stop" on our trip. We left there around 1pm, grabbed some lunch and then started our journey home. We stopped again in Cheyenne, Wyoming over night and then the next day (Day 10) we made the final 7 hour stretch home. In the course of 10 days we spent about half of them in the car but it was still a lot of fun. I love road trips and it was even more fun to caravan with my family. We had between 23 and 29 of us (out of 36) on this trip so it was a big crowd but I wouldn't trade that experience for anything! The kids kept us entertained and even though it was exhausting and at least all of us had a break down at one point or another, we still had plenty of laughs.
We left Illinois on the afternoon of Day eight and drove to Council Bluffs, Iowa. This was about a 7 hour drive so we arrived in the evening and didn't do much else that day.
Day Nine:
We visited the Kanesvile Tabernacle in Council Bluffs. It was a quick trip, not much to see there but a visitor's center and a renovated tabernacle. This was where Brigham Young was officially sustained as the new prophet following the death of Joseph Smith.
From there we headed into Nebraska to Winter Quarters.
We took pictures of the temple, visited the Visitor's Center and wandered through the cemetery. I had a great-great-great grandpa (Thomas Butterfield, founder of Herriman) who traveled west with the saints and he spent about two years in Winter Quarters. So it was really fun for me to learn more about that place and what the saints did there.
One of the things I learned there, that I found most fascinating, was that the trip from Navuoo, IL to Winter Quarters, NE took the first group of saints about five months to make. It was incredibly muddy and one man recorded in his journal "only crossed one mud puddle today. It was six miles long!" The trip that distance should have taken 5 weeks but due to the mud, it took five months. It was later found out that while the saints were forging miles-long mud puddles to get to Winter Quarters, there were actually Indian Wars going on there at the time. So if they had arrived in 5 weeks as they should have, they could have been in terrible danger (right in the middle of these Indian Wars). So by some miracle, the mud slowed them down and allowed them to arrive at Winter Quarters after the Indian Wars ended. This story definitely taught me an important lesson: there are always blessings in trials.
Winter Quarters was the last "stop" on our trip. We left there around 1pm, grabbed some lunch and then started our journey home. We stopped again in Cheyenne, Wyoming over night and then the next day (Day 10) we made the final 7 hour stretch home. In the course of 10 days we spent about half of them in the car but it was still a lot of fun. I love road trips and it was even more fun to caravan with my family. We had between 23 and 29 of us (out of 36) on this trip so it was a big crowd but I wouldn't trade that experience for anything! The kids kept us entertained and even though it was exhausting and at least all of us had a break down at one point or another, we still had plenty of laughs.
Family Vacation 2012 - Part II
Day Five:
We left Independence early this day but before we made it to Illinois we stopped in a little town called Jamesport. It's an Amish town. We drove through their country, admiring their hard work and labor and then stopped in a little store (run by two Amish women) to buy some bread and other goods. They seemed little overwhelmed at first when we all walked in, but after most of us left, they began talking and talking with my sister-in-law and told her all about their livelihood. They've worked in that little store baking bread for 20 years. It used to be a real happening place but now everyone is moving out and there aren't a lot of people left. Some people refuse to leave their farms but they can't make a living that way so they weave baskets and then bring them to the store to sell them, just to earn a little extra money. It was sad and inspiring at the same time. I love learning about different cultures and beliefs so I was glad we made the stop in Jamesport, Missouri and bought several loaves of bread (at $2 a loaf) and learned a little more about the Amish. Oh, and for the record, they do drive horse and buggies but they aren't opposed to drinking Dr. Pepper (we found some in the cup holders in the buggies if you can tell in this picture).
We made it to Nauvoo, Illinois that evening and went to a play put on by some service missionaries for the LDS church. It was fun - though hot and muggy.
Days Six and Seven:
These three days we spent in Nauvoo. What a cute, quaint town! Some of the sites are owned by the LDS Church and others by the Community of Christ church so it was fun to tour all the old homes and buildings and learn a little more about the early saints. They were so industrious! I was absolutely amazed at some of the things they created to help them multi-task (like a baby rocker/butter churner for example)
I think my two favorite experiences from this part of the trip was 1) The Trail of Hope and 2) the Nauvoo Temple. The Trail of Hope is a trail people can walk down Parley's Street. Every few feet there is a plaque with a quote on it. These quotes all come from journals of the early saints and reading them really gave me a greater appreciation for their sacrifices. It was significant that this trail went down Parley's street which is the street the saints took when they left Nauvoo for good. I couldn't begin to imagine how difficult it must have been for them to spend four years building a community (everything built with their own hands) just to be asked to leave it all behind and walk away. When I got to the end of Parley's Street (the end of the trail) I turned around and looked back and it was almost as if I could see the saints in their loaded wagons walking towards me, leaving Nauvoo for the last time. That was probably the most spiritual experience I had. It was definitely one I hope to never forget.
This plaque made me pause. This particular day I had not been feeling well (cramps) and was being a complete baby about it. I read this sign and was immediately put to shame. If a woman can deliver a baby in a wagon after having just left her home and nearly all her possessions behind, then I can easily walk this trail with a few cramps. I am such a whimp!
We also did a session in the Nauvoo Temple. We didn't get to go into all the temples we visited, but we made a special effort to do this one. It was such a great experience as well. They even offered to take us down to see the baptistry (it's the biggest baptistry in any LDS Temple) and it was gorgeous! It was amazing how much time and effort went into re-recreating this temple to look EXACTLY like the original (the original was burned to the ground after the Saints fled Nauvoo). They even have the "Martyrdom line" on it - which is the line that shows how far the temple had been built up to the point of Joseph Smith's martyrdom.
Day Eight:
Our last stop before leaving Illinois was to Carthage to visit Carthage Jail. This was where Joseph Smith and his brother Hyrum were killed by a mob. They were in the upper room of the jail (in the jailers bedroom, in fact) when an angry mob burst through and began firing guns. Hyrum tried to hold the bedroom door shut to keep them out and he ended up with a bullet right through his face. Joseph then ran for the window but was shot upon reaching it and ended up falling to the ground below. Both were dead within minutes. Two others (John Taylor and Willard Richards) in the room survived and were witnesses of the event until the day they died. This was a somber experience and Ryan pointed out how weird it felt to be standing by a bullet laden door and the window the prophet fell from smiling for pictures. It was weird, but...we did it anyway. Unfortunately I don't have any of those pictures (Ryan took them on his camera), but I have one of us standing outside the jail. The top window is the one Joseph fell from, landing just by the well.
Nauvoo was simply amazing. I would recommend a visit to Nauvoo for anyone interested in Church history (or American history, for that matter). We showed our pictures and told our stories to Ryan's dad (who isn't LDS) and he was just as fascinated as we were. There is a LOT of history here and I wouldn't pass up on this trip if the opportunity presents itself for you to go.
But the trip still didn't end here! More to come in part III.
We left Independence early this day but before we made it to Illinois we stopped in a little town called Jamesport. It's an Amish town. We drove through their country, admiring their hard work and labor and then stopped in a little store (run by two Amish women) to buy some bread and other goods. They seemed little overwhelmed at first when we all walked in, but after most of us left, they began talking and talking with my sister-in-law and told her all about their livelihood. They've worked in that little store baking bread for 20 years. It used to be a real happening place but now everyone is moving out and there aren't a lot of people left. Some people refuse to leave their farms but they can't make a living that way so they weave baskets and then bring them to the store to sell them, just to earn a little extra money. It was sad and inspiring at the same time. I love learning about different cultures and beliefs so I was glad we made the stop in Jamesport, Missouri and bought several loaves of bread (at $2 a loaf) and learned a little more about the Amish. Oh, and for the record, they do drive horse and buggies but they aren't opposed to drinking Dr. Pepper (we found some in the cup holders in the buggies if you can tell in this picture).
We made it to Nauvoo, Illinois that evening and went to a play put on by some service missionaries for the LDS church. It was fun - though hot and muggy.
Days Six and Seven:
I think my two favorite experiences from this part of the trip was 1) The Trail of Hope and 2) the Nauvoo Temple. The Trail of Hope is a trail people can walk down Parley's Street. Every few feet there is a plaque with a quote on it. These quotes all come from journals of the early saints and reading them really gave me a greater appreciation for their sacrifices. It was significant that this trail went down Parley's street which is the street the saints took when they left Nauvoo for good. I couldn't begin to imagine how difficult it must have been for them to spend four years building a community (everything built with their own hands) just to be asked to leave it all behind and walk away. When I got to the end of Parley's Street (the end of the trail) I turned around and looked back and it was almost as if I could see the saints in their loaded wagons walking towards me, leaving Nauvoo for the last time. That was probably the most spiritual experience I had. It was definitely one I hope to never forget.
This plaque made me pause. This particular day I had not been feeling well (cramps) and was being a complete baby about it. I read this sign and was immediately put to shame. If a woman can deliver a baby in a wagon after having just left her home and nearly all her possessions behind, then I can easily walk this trail with a few cramps. I am such a whimp!
We also did a session in the Nauvoo Temple. We didn't get to go into all the temples we visited, but we made a special effort to do this one. It was such a great experience as well. They even offered to take us down to see the baptistry (it's the biggest baptistry in any LDS Temple) and it was gorgeous! It was amazing how much time and effort went into re-recreating this temple to look EXACTLY like the original (the original was burned to the ground after the Saints fled Nauvoo). They even have the "Martyrdom line" on it - which is the line that shows how far the temple had been built up to the point of Joseph Smith's martyrdom.
Day Eight:
Our last stop before leaving Illinois was to Carthage to visit Carthage Jail. This was where Joseph Smith and his brother Hyrum were killed by a mob. They were in the upper room of the jail (in the jailers bedroom, in fact) when an angry mob burst through and began firing guns. Hyrum tried to hold the bedroom door shut to keep them out and he ended up with a bullet right through his face. Joseph then ran for the window but was shot upon reaching it and ended up falling to the ground below. Both were dead within minutes. Two others (John Taylor and Willard Richards) in the room survived and were witnesses of the event until the day they died. This was a somber experience and Ryan pointed out how weird it felt to be standing by a bullet laden door and the window the prophet fell from smiling for pictures. It was weird, but...we did it anyway. Unfortunately I don't have any of those pictures (Ryan took them on his camera), but I have one of us standing outside the jail. The top window is the one Joseph fell from, landing just by the well.
Nauvoo was simply amazing. I would recommend a visit to Nauvoo for anyone interested in Church history (or American history, for that matter). We showed our pictures and told our stories to Ryan's dad (who isn't LDS) and he was just as fascinated as we were. There is a LOT of history here and I wouldn't pass up on this trip if the opportunity presents itself for you to go.
But the trip still didn't end here! More to come in part III.
Family Vacation 2012 - Part I
My family went on a big vacation this year! In the past we have gone to Disneyland, but this year in order to accommodate those living out of state we decided to do something different. My brother and his wife (they live in Texas) organized a trip for us to Independence, Missouri and Nauvoo, Illinois. I have always wanted to go there so I was super excited! We opted to go during the week of July 4th which was fabulous, expect for one thing: the heat. Several days were well over 100 degrees and with the heat index (heat + humidity) we were looking at about 113. We were never dry, always sticky and it was hard to breathe. I'll never complain about the dry heat again! Here are just some of the highlights:
Day One & Two: We drove. And drove. And drove. I won't say this was the worst part of the trip (the medal for that goes to the heat!) but it was definitely a LONG drive. We stopped in Cheyenne, Wyoming our first night and then from there traveled on to Missouri.
By that point it was about a 19 hour drive, I believe. And that doesn't count stopping for meals and bathroom breaks. We spent 2 days in Independence though and that was a LOT of fun!
Day Three: we went to Adam-Ondi-Ahman, Haun's Mill and Far West.
There wasn't much to see at any of these places, other than a lot of land. But it is such pretty country there and if you know the stories of what occurred there with the early LDS saints then you can definitely feel a special spirit there. I am excited that the Church bought the Haun's Mill site from the Community of Christ church because now hopefully they will turn it into a nice historic site with more to see than just a little post that says "Haun's Mill". Far West has the temple site marked with the original cornerstones of the temple encased in glass. That temple never got built but it's amazing to see the cornerstones and the monument that now stands where the temple should have been.
Day Four:
We went to the Independence Visitor's Center and the Community of Christ temple. I swear, that temple looks like it came out of a science fiction movie, but it was very pretty.
We took a tour of it and that was also very interesting. We all walked out though feeling rather confused. Confused mainly over what they believe, exactly. Even the girl who took us on a tour couldn't tell us exactly. She just kept saying members believe certain things but "officially" they believe __________ (fill in the blank). They believe in Joseph Smith and consider him their prophet but they don't believe in the first vision. They profess to believe in Christ (hence the name "Community of Christ church) but he wasn't mentioned once during the entire tour. I personally felt very confused after walking out of there. It was a stark contrast between that and the LDS visitor's center, that's for sure! Definitely a unique experience.
Our last stop this day was to Liberty Jail and the Kansas City, Missouri Temple.
It was such a neat experience to visit all these historical sites and learn more about LDS Church history. It didn't end here though! The next morning, Tuesday July 3rd, we packed up, said goodbye to Independence and headed for Nauvoo, Illiois.
Day One & Two: We drove. And drove. And drove. I won't say this was the worst part of the trip (the medal for that goes to the heat!) but it was definitely a LONG drive. We stopped in Cheyenne, Wyoming our first night and then from there traveled on to Missouri.
Day Three: we went to Adam-Ondi-Ahman, Haun's Mill and Far West.
There wasn't much to see at any of these places, other than a lot of land. But it is such pretty country there and if you know the stories of what occurred there with the early LDS saints then you can definitely feel a special spirit there. I am excited that the Church bought the Haun's Mill site from the Community of Christ church because now hopefully they will turn it into a nice historic site with more to see than just a little post that says "Haun's Mill". Far West has the temple site marked with the original cornerstones of the temple encased in glass. That temple never got built but it's amazing to see the cornerstones and the monument that now stands where the temple should have been.
Day Four:
We went to the Independence Visitor's Center and the Community of Christ temple. I swear, that temple looks like it came out of a science fiction movie, but it was very pretty.
Our last stop this day was to Liberty Jail and the Kansas City, Missouri Temple.
It was such a neat experience to visit all these historical sites and learn more about LDS Church history. It didn't end here though! The next morning, Tuesday July 3rd, we packed up, said goodbye to Independence and headed for Nauvoo, Illiois.
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