Parker got his mission call yesterday! I know, I can't believe that he's old enough to go either!
Parker was so nervous! All of his friends and family were there. And of course it wouldn't be a special occasion if we didn't somehow draw it out for as long as possible, to torture him as much as we could. So before he could open it, everyone had to write where they thought he was going on this giant map.



Then to increase the suspense, several people were fashionably late just so that he could sit on the couch nearly going into convulsions for a little bit longer.

Then the big moment arrived. We all held our breaths as he opened the plain white envelope. Where would he go? Foreign? Stateside? There was no way to tell for sure.
We all let out a cheer as he read the words "You are assigned to labor in the Mexico Monterrey West mission." He's really happy about his call, and isn't it lucky for him that he got to retake beginners spanish three times in high school? He'll be miles ahead of all the other missionaries at the MTC. And he's leaving August 27th, so he still has time to get plenty of wakeboarding in before he turns in his speedo for 2 years.


Congratulations Parker. Bailee is still hoping to go with you when you leave. She is especially excited to help you convert Dora the Explorer to the gospel.