Conference Cave

G loves general conference for 2 reasons:
1: "I get to eat as many snacks as I want."
2: the "conference cave"

The computer is in the kitchen of our small apartment, so we put blankets under the table and the Whippersnappers get to hang out under there for a couple days. They have tons of fun with it.


















General conference also spurred a funny conversation I had with G:

G: When I go on a mission, I'm going to go far, far away. Farther than President Monson's house. Actually, farther than President Eyring's house. AND even farther than Nana and Papa's house. *pause for thought process* Does President Monson live farther away than Nana and Papa?
Mama: Well, they live about the same distance away. Their houses are kind of close to each other, but President Uchtdorf lives far away. He lives in Germany.
G: I'm going to go farther away than President Uchtdorf's house and I'm going to have to ride on 15 airplanes, AND I'm going to stay for a long time. I'm going to go on 19 missions.
Mama: You'll be gone a long time...
G: Yeah, I will like it.