So Thursday started out with me beginning to pack my clothes that I am not going to need for the rest of the mission or when traveling. I noticed that the last thing that went into the bag was my extra suit with my name tag and it seemed like a perfect picture to show packing. Later after going into the office for the morning to work with elder and sister Singleton, I stayed home and begin the packing of the kitchen while Mary went back do some more training with sister Singleton.

The pictures are in reverse order but I way too lazy to change them. Sisters Johnson and Forbush came in to talk to elder Bare and stopped to talk to sister Collins. From the look on her face, I think Sister Forbush is adjusting well to the mission. Two other sister companionships came in and it is obvious that sister Gordon is getting great training on going for the snacks from her trainer sister Dougal. Sisters Merrill and Stegelmeier are long past that training. We are going to miss all of these sisters…

As I mentioned the pictures are reversed so the first one you should have seen was the one with us all being proper missionaries. Speaking of proper missionaries, The APs assisted by elder Silva who had to wait at the office for an afternoon flight home to Peru, sang a song in Spanish for me. I thought that I had shot a video of it but missed it and only got a picture…It would have gone viral on UTube for sure.

Thursday morning is stressful for the APs as they have to call each Zone and ask for who is probably going to get baptized on Sunday. They only want the name and ages of those who the missionaries really think will be baptized. They are graded on a scale of from 1-5 with 5 being almost certain. The APs then report the 4-5 possible baptisms to President Anderson.

This is the first time elder Plowman got to be on the asking side of the conversation. In the past he has been one of the ZLs that needed to report. 5 great missionaries together for about the last time. A few hours after I took this picture elder Silva was winging his way to New York on the way home to Peru…that is right he had to fly 1200 miles North and then fly the same 1200 miles back South some hours later to get him to Peru at a reasonable time. I am glad I do not work in mission travel – they do amazing things.