Trip to the MTC

We left Las Vegas the morning of Tuesday April 5th to travel to the Provo MTC.  We stopped in St. George Utah at Five Guys Burgers and Fries, one of Kyle’s favorite places to eat.  Our second stop was Cedar City, where we visited Aunt Margene, Aunt Marcia, Sarah and her kids.  That night in Provo, we went out to dinner with Bree, Palolo, and Lauren at the Texas Roadhouse.  It was great to see the girls.

Wednesday morning came too soon and it was definitely crazy.  Why do stores open at 10 am instead of 6 am?  Don't they know that they are wasting daylight?  Kyle and I went to several stores to pick up some last minute items.  Kyle mentioned that morning that he had forgotten to get his hair cut and really did not want to be "scalped" by the haircutters in the MTC.  Apparently he had heard horror stories of Elders getting really short haircuts.  I think Ben was one of those who had the MTC haircut experience. So the final stop was Supercuts and on to the Provo temple for pictures.  Bree met us at the temple to help take pictures.

At the temple we lost track of time (Kyle had a 1:00 report time to MTC), and realized it when Kyle stated he was hungry.  Not really caring if we were late, we went to the BYU Creamery where he got some cookies n cream (very caloric) milk to hold him over until dinner.  We then lazily drove back to the MTC entrance (more like stalling) and entered the left hand entrance lane. 
I did not realize that the experience of dropping Kyle off would really be that short.  As we turned left, Brittany saw Trevor at the curbside so she opened the window and yelled at him.  Trevor saw us and ran down the sidewalk, keeping up with us as we were directed to a curbside drop off spot.  At this point I felt like I was dropping him off at the departing gates of McCarran Airport, with MTC security making sure we didn't stay too long. After we parked (very temporary), Kyle jumped out to greet Trevor.  The smile, with some fear in it, changed to a smile of confidence.  I could tell he was happy to see Trevor.  We only got to talk for a few minutes, take a few pictures then we had to let him go.  It was hard to see him and Trevor walk off. 

As we left, (yes I cried) I knew that he would be okay and protected. It’s kind of strange to have that comfort knowing that all will be well. On our way home I decided to let Larry drive just in case my eyes sprung a leak thus hindering my excellent driving skills.  The drive home seemed very short.  Later that night (about 11pm) as I sat down to watch Glenn Beck then it hit me that Kyle was not sitting next to me on the couch.  Yep it was at that moment that my eyes sprung a big leak.