This morning I took Grady to the Dedication of the Oquirrh Mountain Temple. He lasted longer than Eran did, but near the end when President Monson was doing the dedication, he had fallen asleep and was snoring. I know he didn't understand much of it, but it'll be a part of him forever.
Sunday, August 23, 2009
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