My sister came home from her mission in Panama on the 4th of December. We had to wait 45 min for her at the airport with 8 grandkids running around driving everyone crazy with balloons tied to their pants. Stephs kids made her a poster and drew pictures of her mission experiences on it. There were two other families waiting for their missionaries. We were all waiting when a lady screamed at the top of her lungs It scared all of us to death we all looked at her and realized she had seen her missionary. We then all turned to see my sister come down the escalater with two other boy missionaries. All of the moms ran and held their missionary for several seconds it was really neat to see. Elizabeth is the first missionary in our family so this was a new experience for all of us. She spoke to us only in Spanish at first. Her Spanish was awesome she spoke really fast and spoke like she was singing. I stayed with her for a week after which was really fun. And she finally got to meet Malia for the first time.
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