A beautiful example of why Portland is called the "City of Roses".
We attend my original family ward. It has since combined with another ward and moved to the building I was baptised in and had our wedding reception in. It is a beautiful building. It was nice to see some familiar faces and catch up with a few people. Unfortunately we left halfway through the last hour because an older family friend tripped and had to be taken to the hospital. Yaya went with her, and we had to pick Yaya up before her plane left Portland. With all that sorted out we took the kids to a playground and let them play for a while. We had a long flight home, so we need all the energy out! The flight home went well, except some trouble with Delta...but that seems expected these days!! We finally got home exhausted, but happy with oodles of great memories!