We did lots of things while we were in Pullman which will be documented in later posts, but for now I have a few random pictures that don't fit into their own post.
My cousin Dallin came home from his mission to Brazil. No one bats an eye at a missionary's family overtaking the airport in Salt Lake; it is expected, especially mid-week. But having that much family welcome someone home at the Lewiston or Pullman airport gets a lot of stares, it happened with both my brothers and now Dallin. But regardless of the stares, we do it because we are so proud of those missionaries for dedicating 2 whole years of their lives to missionary service.
Jami and Kent goofing off while we waited for Dallin's luggage.
The weather was HORRIBLE while we were there. But at least there was some beauty after the storms.
We did some dog sitting.
Auntie Aubree made this water-filled jumping pad that the kids enjoyed.
A less than quiet duet on the piano.
Early morning sewing projects with Grandma.