It's a Wonderful Life!

Well, it's done.  Elder Clayton is there.  Wednesday we loaded up his bags and headed down to the Provo MTC for him to start his journey as he begins his mission.  I had such a hard time holding back the tears.  I think to be honest it was just too fresh in my mind after just getting one home.  To send another so soon is so difficult, and yet he is so excited and ready.  How could I not be happy for him.  You will see by the look on his face that he knows this is what he has prepared so hard for.  We will pray for him every day and watch as he grows in faith and stature as we witnessed the growth in Bridger.  It truly is remarkable and an incredible thing to witness, but still hard.  I love these boys and it is so hard to not be able to hear their voices and text or call them whenever I want to.  However, I certainly would not want them to not go.  This is what you teach them their whole lives.  They have listened to stories from their dad, grandpa, uncles and cousins of their mission experiences and now they can have their own to live and tell that will affect the rest of their lives.  Here's some of the pictures of the drop off.  Now the countdown begins.  To be honest, I think I just didn't want to have to start all those firsts over again, but it's all apart of it.  I'll be just fine...

 This is the hardest thing of all...

This hug has to last two years, I had a hard time letting go...I'm not going to lie...

There he goes...