Elder Workman’s Birthday

Monday before Thanksgiving, we headed down to Monroe to celebrate Elder Workman’s 20th birthday.  He is no longer a teenager.  We started with dinner at Wingers, and then headed up the canyon for presents and cake, and a little ultimate spoons.

Then we headed down to the river, where I inevitably fell in. 

So at this point, I had been out in a nature waaaaay to long.  I had fallen into a creek and I went to the bathroom in a portapotty.  Then I was sitting on a chair pouting and Elder Workman rubbed mud on my face, and Gabrielle through leaves on me.  Sad face 

As we were driving down the canyon we saw something interesting.

After I bought some dry clothes at Walmart, we headed out somewhere and threw rocks at stuff.
 
Then we dropped off the missionaries and headed home.