Alastair, Lain and I had the sincere pleasure of babysitting little brother Logan for a few days before he entered the Missionary Training Center. That meant blowing off work (manageable) and blowing off classes (even more manageable) in order to spend time with the coolest cat in town.
I kept asking him how he was feeling and, perhaps to my annoyance, he kept seeing “I don’t feel anything.” What a boy. Cool as a cucumber- this is how he has always been. It is strange, considering I haven’t really lived with him for about 4.5 years now, but it still feels like there’s a big gap in my life! He’s such a different presence in our family: Alastair, Connor and Mum are the same personality- and most days I would agree that Dad, Logan and I are the same. However, the more I think about it, the more I consider Logan to be in his own league. He’s much more graceful and serene than I have ever given him credit for.
Anyway, here’s some snaps of him, and of the rest of us as we took Salt Lake by [low-key, righteous] storm:
The only thing that would have made the weekend better would have been if our favourite kid Connor was with us 😦
If you want to write Logan a letter, or would like to hear updates on his full- time mission in the Alpine German Speaking field, drop me an email (firstname.lastname@example.org).