Tis the time of year for Conference. There is something so relaxing and invigorating about a weekend focused on improving and learning. Usually we start off Women's Conference with the Keens, but this year, June was at the writer's conference right up until go time, so we picked her up and went to a random Stake Center nearby to watch conference.
We did meet up at the Keen's after for dessert, but I forgot to take any pictures.
We did bring back breakfast on Sunday morning where we invite another family. We had the Hulse's over for crepes. I had no idea how long it would take to make four batches of crepe batter; over an hour. Wow.
But it was totally worth it. Everything was delicious.
June was our Sous Chef, putting all the crepes together, while I just made one after the other in the background.
Here are some of the minions working on their own concoctions.
After breakfast, we all squished into one room to listen to conference. We had all sorts of stuff going...stitching, journaling, coloring, snuggling, etc. It was a great session.
I love this picture of these two sillies sharing the couch.
We continued our conference wall tradition. Remember, we did stickers this time...
Only four of us reread all the talks. (It was close for June...she went right to the wire.) We opted for breakfast this time around instead of dinner. We tried out a new place called Bake 360. It is French cuisine. It was amazing. Check out some of this food.
This was my favorite. I call it Apricot Heaven. (I had to take this picture at home. This was the one we bought for Grandma Dargan. The first one disappeared too quickly to make it into a photo.)
We had a great time.
I'm sure one of the littles will come next time. In fact, Daisy already has a sticker on every one of the 12 and the presidency. (And that was within the first week after.) Such a blessing to have such easy access to spiritual guidance and inspiration.
Great job you guys. Conference is always a wonderful time. I particularly enjoy looking at the different ties the speakers wear (except the women of course).
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