Arrival at the MTC

We left the house on Tuesday morning for our trip up to Provo.  About 3 hours into the trip we got a text from Darian telling us that the Optometrist called to say that Brady's eyeglasses were in.  Oh well, just a little to late.  Mom will have to mail them to the MTC.

We stopped at the Missionary Mall in Provo.  (smaller than you would think, but we bought a few things). 

Then we went to find this special ice cream shop that a family in our ward told us to go to.  Now there is a reason why we had to stop for ice cream.  A month or 2 ago, Brady gave up sugar.  He tried to go with out eating any treats, and checked the labels of most food products before he ate them, just to be sure.  He did really great and inspired me to try better also.  He did tell me once though that ice cream is the one thing that he can't resist.  So before I send him off from my influence for 2 years we had to get him a really special treat.

The store is called "Sub-zero"  It's really cool.  You pick out what type of ice cream you want, (premium, custard, low-fat or frozen yogurt) and they pour the cream mixture in a bowl with whatever flavors you want added to it, then they spray it with liquid nitrogen, instantly freezing it.  It was suprisingly probably the best ice cream I've ever had.  He loved it to!

Then we drove to Mike and Sharon Millers house in Salt Lake.  They fed us dinner, undetered by the ice cream we'd just had, and three grandkids played and jumped on Allen and Brady.  It was a really nice visit.

We got up the next morning and realized that Brady is going to be ironing alot of white shirts the next two years.  The suit didn't wrinkle in the suitcase, but the white shirts are a whole other story. 

We had lunch with our old home teacher and his wife, Dennis & Sharon Knox, who now live in Midvale.  We ate at the Olive Garden in Provo, and watched as nearly every other group coming into the Olive Garden that day also had 1 young man in a full missionary suit.  I'm not sure why that surprised me, but I thought it was kind of funny.

Well the drop off at the MTC is just that... there were a ton of missionaries standing around on the curb waiting for cars to drive up.  Brady had three missionaries ready to take him away and get him settled.  They took his suitcases for him.  We only had time for a quick hug and off he went, with a shell shocked look on his face.  Ready for the adventure of a lifetime, with the opportunity to grow that he won't get anywhere else.  We are so proud of him, and looking forward to watching his growth.