On the hill

On the drive to bring someone a warm meal, several long hugs and some company for hours of ugly crying.

The Mormon House

Early last night I was in the car with the girls when we drove by this, and Marlo starting screaming, “It’s de CAHP-EEE-TOLE! It’s de CAHP-EEE-TOLE!” I confirmed that it was indeed the capitol and proud that she could distinguish it from the temple. An…