Saturday is a Special Day

Robert and I got up this morning and made the kids pancakes for breakfast. Unfortunately I had them half done by the time Robert got out of the shower. He was kinda disappointed because he likes to make them with chocolate chips and into funky shapes.

Robert left with Joseph and Rebekah for the youth temple trip. Since I didn't go along, I thought I'd have Rebekah tell you about her first trip to do baptisms for the dead.

"It was great. first when i entered the temple i thought 'Wow. This is what I've been waiting all my life to see.' and then we walked into the waiting room. It seemed like any other waiting room, but holier. then we waited a long time. then a guy walked in. he was ALL white. his shirt was white (of course) his pants were white. (DUH) but what i found interesting but i already knew he would, his tie and belt were white. i liked that. then i read his name tag and it said brother wardle. i remebered him. i watched his guinea pig, lyle, for a while. he appologized that it took so long and that they were ready. then his wife, sister wardle came in and showed us how to fold up the towels and clothes when we were done. then we headed to the room to get our clothes. we picked them up (and a white hairband) and went into te next room. the font was so beautiful, to beautiful to describe. but what i can describe is this: it had pews like a chapel at the back of the room (three rows) and then there was this thing that was like a glass fence. and on the other side, there was this desk thing that looked like a tv, it was a projector for the names of the people that we get baptized for. and there were chairs by it where the people that did the stuff sat. and in front of it, was a beautiful font. it was round and the water looked so clear! the room was breath takingly beautiful. then we went into the bathroom to change. the bathroom had lockers to keep our clothes and changing rooms and a shower. but i didn't want to use the shower because (no offense to the other girls) as much as i trusted them, one could accidently open the curtain. so then i went to the locker and threw the confirming clothes and my glasses in there. then i went to change. i hopped into one of the changing booths and took off my clothes (more than you need to know.) and i put one pieced underwear that looked like a leatard. it was uncomfortable. then i slipped my baptism outfit on (that looked exactly like my confirmation outfit. which looked like a baptism outfit.) and i jumped out of the changing booth and i put my clothes in the locker and attached my key to my zipper. then i walked out to the baptism room and sat down kind of in a line. there were three girls kind of in head of me. as i waited, it was a silent akwardness. then(finally) brother wardle came out and welcomed us. then he said that the girls were going first. i was very nervouse since when he asked whoever was here for a first time to raise my hand, i was the only one to raise my hand. then the baptisms got started. while i watched the three girls in head of me get baptized around twenty times. then finally it was my turn. i walked slowly into the font. until i finished the last step (or i thought it was the last step at least. then i tripped on the actual last step. i think i heard some silent laughing. then i got up and got all positioned. surpriseingly unilke my baptism, the water was so warm that wished that i could do baptisms for the dead every day. then, after i got baptized around twenty times, i got up and sister rose handed me a towel and i went back in the locker room and i got my next pair of one peiced underwear and jumpsuit. then i walked out to this lady who took me into the confirmation room while i waited for my turn. they also like the baptism, said a prayer around twenty times. i liked the way when they said 'who is dead' because they said it so diferently then the rest of the prayer, not as smooth, the prayer is all smooth until they get to the part where they get all seriouse and say 'who is dead' then they get calm again. then it was my turn. after I got confirmed around twenty times, went back to the changing room to get my clothes on. around half way through taking the jumpsuit off, i heard a voice 'sister husted?' but i thought it was just sister rose trying to congradulate me and ask me if i needed anything. so i kept quiet. 'sister husted?' this time the voice didn't sound like sister rose, so i answered. 'yes?' i wondered who it was. 'are you in your clothes yet?' i told her no. then she told me that they accidently missed one. i figured she meant confirmation. i told her i would do it. so i quickly threw my dry confirmationg clothes back on and zippered the zipper. then i hopped out to see that it was the lady who took me to the confirmation room. she lead me to the pew and told me we were waiting for someone to finish. then, i payed attention to the baptisms. it was dayne's turn. then on the last one the lady pushed me foward. then it all made more sense. they missed one of the baptisms, not the confirmation. so i nodded and hopped in the water. it felt nice. he said the prayer then dunked me in. i wished that time would slow down, just for a minute. and then i got back up and sister rose rapped me in a towel again. i headed back into the changing room and picked a booth. i hopped in one. then sister rose came in as soon as i was changed. 'It's not the first time I've had to get re-baptized.' i joked. then we headed back to the waiting room and waited. finnaly we could leave. then we headed for wendy's and ate, then we got home. it was a long day and I for one, was glad to be home."