Celebrating in St. George
I am bubbling with happiness. So many wonderful things have occurred recently.
A few weeks ago we drove to Southern Utah for a Parson family "reunion" -- I say "reunion" because we're the only ones who don't live in Utah, so the rest of the Parsons get to see each other more often. We've felt pretty lonely down here in Arizona, so we were thrilled to be with family again. Our little party included hiking, repelling, swimming, corn hole, and a whole lot of good food.
I was thrilled with the timing because the Parson reunion coincided with both Craig's week off of school and also my parents' return to the United States. After three long years of serving as mission presidents in the Colombia Cali Mission, my wonderful parents finally returned to America. Craig and I were the only "Princes" at the airport to welcome them home due to the upcoming Prince reunion in the OBX in the first week in August. Having missed my wedding because of mission responsibilities, my dad FINALLY met my husband for the first time. My heart couldn't have been happier.
The good news doesn't stop there. Craig took his last boards exam on July 1, which means he is officially done with boards this year. NO MORE STUDYING, YOU GUYS! I don't have to share him with the library anymore! I can't even begin to tell you how happy this makes me.
With boards out of the way and my parents back on American soil, we celebrated all week long. We spent the week relaxing, helping my parents be Americans again (cell phones, Costco, excessive amounts of backseat driving for my dad - yikes), seeing movies, going to Tuacahn, visiting the St. George Temple (where we were sealed!), and eating way too much food (mostly desserts - oops).
It was only appropriate that the week culminated with the Fourth of July, fireworks and all, to welcome Mama and Papa Prince back to America.