On Sunday morning, we woke up and went to see the Mormon Tabernacle Choir perform their broadcast from the Conference Center. They had a performance in honor of Father's Day. They performed with the Orchestra at Temple Square. The songs were beautiful. They sung How Will They Know which is one of mine and Robyn's favorites. Because the little ones are under eight AND it is a live broadcast AND my mom had gone so many times while on her mission, my mom took them to the little theater to watch while McK, Mad, Robyn and I went to the broadcast. We saw Elder Richard G. Scott as we were walking out. Afterwards we toured a little, took a power nap, checked out of the hotel, ate lunch and then thought about what to do with the rest of our afternoon. I remembered something we did when I was little and we were off.
We drove to pioneer cemetery to view some of the graves and memorials of the latter-day prophets. First stop was President Gordon B. Hinckley. This one was most important for us since he is the only prophet that my girls really knew up until a few months ago. It was a neat experience to see him share his monument with his wife.
We sung the song Latter-Day Prophets each time we approached a grave so the girls could figure out the order they served in.
Latter-day prophets are: number one,
Joseph Smith; then Brigham Young;
John Taylor came third, we know;
Then Wilford Woodruff; Lorenzo Snow;
Joseph F. Smith (remember the F);
Heber J. Grant; and George Albert Smith;
David O. McKay was followed by Joseph Fielding Smith,
Then Harold B. Lee, Spencer W. Kimball,
Ezra Taft Benson, Howard W. Hunter.
Gordon B. Hinckley, Thomas S. Monson.
These are the latter-day prophets.
We saw John Taylor, Heber J. Grant, and David O. McKay. At each one, we read the names of their wife (wives) and children. I told them about each one. Thank goodness we have been studying them in Relief Society. McKayla loved David O. McKay because we picked that particular spelling based on his name (McKay+la) so she has a special place in her heart for him.
Afterwards we drove to our home-away-from-home for the next five nights: the Christian's home. We were so excited to see them, especially McKayla since Caitlin and her are such good friends. All my girls love Caitlin and of course, Sheila who is always so kind to everyone. We took the tour of the house with it's gorgeous layout, special secret rooms, and warm decor. Sheila showed us our rooms and we got comfy. Dinner was a BBQ with Sheila, Caitlyn, Cortland, Cameron, and Galen's mom (Galen was travelling for work in Tampa) and then our group of six (Robyn went to visit the Andersons, old friends who live just down the street) and then Michelle Bateman (from PD ward) with her two sons and a friend who were going to be attending football camp the same week. What a group! One group watched the Laker-Celtic game while another watched the Tony's while another was skateboarding down the hill in the backyard. We all got to bed way too late.
The next morning the football camp group left at 7:30 while we left at 9:00. Caitlin hung out with us. Since our check in was not until 11:00, we walked through the beautiful campus, shopped at the bookstore, and made our way to the Marriott Center for check in. At the bookstore, Monterey sat down and was engaged in a solid conversation with the statue shown. When I pulled out the camera to document, Maya sat right down, her mouth full of her rainbow Swedish fish from the candy counter. We dropped off the girls at the Cannon Center (Helaman Halls) for lunch and took off.
We met Sheila, Michelle, and Chanel (with Daxon and Shane) at a cute shop/cafe called Dear Lizzies. They have the sweetest clothes/ decor/ accessories in all girldom. We ate scrumptiously fresh sandwiches, fruit, and cupcakes. We shared a drink: the Dizzy Lizzie. This is a cherry and cream soda that is to die for. Even though Maya is frowning in the picture, a habit she has developed that she finds hysterical, but I only find annoying, she proclaimed: "I want to eat here everyday."
We went back to Sheila's so the girls could play with Daxon and Shane. Talk about a match made in heaven: Monterey loved playing rough with the boys. I picked up the older girls and Sheila made us wonderful chicken enchiladas, two versions: both were delicious. We left to see a musical play. It was a summary of Saturday's Warrior and a new play called White Star which is a "whatever happened to the Flinders family." The younger girls enjoyed it. We arrived home late and went right to bed. We all got to bed way too late.
If you have not figured it out yet, the Christians did such a good job taking care of us and making us feel so comfortable in their home. And each day got better. And better. And better. Did I mention the fact that Monterey wanted to sleep with Sheila the first night? Monterey is so shy, that that speaks volumes. Sheila said yes which speaks volumes for what a perfect hostess she is: even giving up part of her own bed. I would not expect that again. After all it is Galen's bed too. So that was her only night, but still. Way beyond five-star accommodations.