Spring Break, 2023--the Denver Temple and Schlotzsky's!

Saturday started out quite lovely. Everyone slept in, and when they did finally wake up, Glo went running and Hannah started packing.

I couldn't really believe that my time with Hannie was coming to an end. She is, hands down, the best travel companion. We like to sleep the same amount, eat the same amount, and unbelievably we never run out of things to talk about. She stays awake in the car when I'm driving, I love to hear her singing along to any song playing on the radio, and she loves to look out the window as much as I do. She managed to wrangle the BMW's settings screen to show Apple CarPlay after a good 30 minutes and never complained about the difficulty of doing so. She's up for anything and happy for downtime. I knew that once she left, I would attain "third wheel" status with Gordon and Glo, and I would lose my buddy. However, I had to just focus on the fun week we had already had together.

We had an appointment at the Denver Temple for 1:00. I had brought names for everyone to do, and thankfully Gordon humored me and didn't bring any of his grandmother's ;-) Glo had brought all of her temple clothes so she put the rest of us to shame with how beautiful she looked, but she also slept through most of the session so I had Hannah keep an eye on her to make sure she did what she needed to.

My happiest moments are when I'm in the celestial room with my children, and today was no exception. It is an unequaled kind of joy.

After that, we headed to Schlotzsky's for lunch/dinner. I LOVE Schlotzsky's, but the closest one to Northville is in Maumee, Ohio so I don't get that fresh baked bread very often. Everyone liked their sandwiches so that made me happy. We then found a great homemade ice cream place for dessert. I didn't want to take Hannah to the airport, but so we did and drove back to Colorado Springs.

We did a little grocery shopping so we would be prepared for the Sabbath day the next day, and then settled in for the night. I wanted to start watching TV pretty soon after getting back, but the kids were still working on finals. Gosh, what are they in school or something? ;-) Finally we loaded up "Fun with Dick and Jane" and cuddled up on the giant king-size bed. I laughed through most of it which made me not quite so sad that Hannah was gone.

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