"You Should Contact Your Pillow"

Hello Everyone,

I haven't written an email in two weeks. I'm sorry to say I've been sick and did not want to stress about writing emails and such.

But now I kind of have no excuse.

The past two weeks have been great. We have been meeting with a lot of people, but we also got really sick and had to take it easy for a couple of days. Resting is hard to do when you have inherited the anti-resting gene from Steven Vestel. Staying indoors felt like an absolute chore. We still got a lot done with organizing our investigators, making appointments, and other busy work.

We had a baptism on the 6th, and it went really well. Our investigator then received the gift of the Holy Ghost, and it was amazing. She really is a cool person.

This week we visited four different hospitals—two for me and my ears and cough, and two for Sister Tsolmon and her throat. Boy, are we the most put-together companionship out here in Mongolia.

We also had so many people come to sacrament on the 19th, which was my birthday! Whoooo hooooo.
I'm 20.
Today I am eating celebratory pizza with my district.
Everyone commenting on Mom's Facebook post actually made me nostalgic.

So in memory of that nostalgia, I will share some of my favorite childhood memories. Maybe my mom will find some photos and share them with you all. She has every year scrapbook. Hehe.

I remember in California blowing giant blue bubbles and getting them all over my brother Andy. He was wearing nothing but a diaper, and he was head to toe covered in these blue bubbles.

I also remember learning how to ride my bike. I think we were living in Virginia, and we lived on top of a hill. I started to go downhill and crashed into some canoes that were sticking out the back of my dad's truck bed.

I remember dyeing my hair bright orange in 6th grade because my sister wanted to be blonde, and I wanted to be like my sister.

I remember riding my bike to school every day in Virginia and getting these little tokens. I was such an overachiever. I used to count my tokens every day.

I remember my sister breaking her arm in Nigeria and how jealous I was that she went to London. I was climbing a lot of trees after that hoping I could break my arm too.

I also remember all of the Just Dance-offs that me and my siblings shared.

These are some of my favorite memories.

I love you all and am praying for you.

Optional task:
If you have time this week and desire to, please send me an email with a favorite childhood memory and a photo to go with it.

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