Two weeks to go, and we both are sort of in a fog.  We didn't need the MMR immunizations after all...seems there was poor communication somewhere along the line.  We keep watching the weather in Melbourne, and it looks like it is pretty cool and raining almost every day.  Contrast that to the heat here, and I think we'll be in for a bit of a temperature shock.  We bought another suitcase and keep looking at the piles of stuff we hope to take with us.  It will cost $190 to take an additional suitcase, and it can weigh up to 50#, so we are considering that option.  I can't imagine early missionaries going without purse or script.

The top of Timp

Jeremy and his harem

The king of the mountain.

The snow field leading to Emerald Lake

We are trying to cram in all the activities we can before we leave.  One of the agenda items was to hike to the top of Mount Timpanogas.  It was a perfect day, and all the hikers who planned to hike to the top reached the summit.  Kam, Dave, Grace, Jens, Sam, and Jeremy slid down the snow field and said it was a great adventure.  The rest of us took the long way down.  Highlights were the big horn rams and the beautiful meadows of wild flowers.

Beautiful Granddaughters

Dawnika, Sarah, Lauren, Nathan, and Megan spent a few days with us, and it was really hard to kiss them good-bye this morning, knowing that we won't see them for a long time.  In the three days they were here, we shopped, had lunch, went to the splash pad, Handcart Days  Parade, fireworks, played night games, went to "Get Air," a trampoline park, and had a retirement party for Max.  There were cousin sleep-overs and lots of visiting.  The Blatters, Blanchards, and assorted cousins fit in our house just fine.  We feel badly that Nathan was a bit under the weather this morning when they left.  Hopefully they arrive home without incident.

Fun at the Splash Pad

After running the Deseret News 10K and spending a couple of days camping at Smith Morehouse with the family, we will get serious about wrapping up last minute details, packing up more things in the house, and preparing for our "farewell" which isn't supposed to happen.