And by "he" I mean "we" and by "we" I mean Wes.
Like his brother before him, he and his father packed their bags and went on a super duper boring awful long plane ride and enjoyed the April LDS general conference weekend.
It's a lovely tradition we stumbled upon.
Especially if you love awful long plane rides.
Moving on...
Freshly landed in Utah.
They don't look tired and worn out at ALL! So tough.
Well... maybe a little tired.
A little! Definitely not worn out though.
After naps were taken care of, it was time to do a little stuffing.
Of their faces.
And then it was time to chill in front of a big door...
Hang with Brigham Young...
and Joseph Smith.
Out of duty to their mother/wife (aka ME) they visited the Beehive house.
Because I love it.
And they love me.
It all makes sense... pretty much.
Jarom and the conference center. Well, part of it.
Give him another 12 years and a plus one, and his smile is going to
be so much BIGGER.
Aww...
Double aww...
Good ol' panoramic shot of the conference center, with all those squishy head, weirdy looking
Mormons. Also Jarom's cute and blurry profile.
This picture is sweet and so is he.
Fifty million hours of conference can work up a major appetite.
"Fun" fact about my husband. He super loves to take pictures of buildings and nature. I sorted
through about fifty trillion and selected a precious few. Enjoy.
His all time favey.
Salt Lake Temple is, ya know, pretty awesome.
Flowers.
So many flowers.
Flowers and a fountain and BUILDINGS.
Can you handle it?!
Not bad...
Not bad at all.
After all the Utah fabulousness was done, they hopped on the plane to go home,
only to be delayed in L.A. for one whole day. So they did what they had to do...
Rented a fancy pants car and cruised around Cali.
California beaches are so incredibly busy.
FYI, garbage cans need to work on their tans too.
He has such a cute head.
And Wes's photography skills are the superb-ist.
Jarom has such a talent for standing next to poles with the ocean in the background.
I hope he passes that skill onto future generations...
If only they had been able to scrounge up a skateboard or two, then they could have
broken a few bones before heading home!!
Out of all the stars, this was the one worthy of a photo...
Big Jarom, little Hollywood.
THE END.