Our son is in the MTC!
But let me back up.
Since life-changing experiences shouldn't be attempted on an empty stomach, Lyle and the family send-off committee ate lunch at The Brick Oven, an italian restaurant from our college days. Ah, the memories.
Then it was off to the Provo Temple for some family photos. First, with Lyle's mom, AKA Granny.
Then a group shot.
And of course, a proud Dad.
Then off to the Missionary Training Center,
where they unpacked his bags
and Lyle valiantly tried to hold it together,
which wasn't easy.
Not easy at all.
But they were tears of joy.
Our son has worked hard to be here,
and there have been countless blessings from above.
Heavenly Father knows our son even better than we do. He's in good hands.