When finishing my mission my parents traveled to the Dominican Republic to escort me home. While we vacation in the D.R., I was able to share my experiences with my mom and let her see everything firsthand. I really enjoyed showing off my mom to all of the people whom I had served during my two years there. Even after 11 years I still find myself thinking about those few days that we spent together after being apart for 2 years. It was a fantastic experience!
Our first child, Logan, was born August 26th, 2001. Two weeks later my parents flew up to the Logan airport to come and see our newborn son. On Tuesday, Sept. 11th I left early for a lab at school. When I returned home to our apartment I found Leslie and my parents watching the news coverage on the terrorist attacks involving the World Trade Center twin towers. General aviation was subsequently grounded so my parents were stuck in Logan, UT. I remember how nice it was to have my mom there for a few extra days while we were still adjusting to our new lives as parents with our first child.
Another great memory came when my mom flew in to visit us in Maine on April 29th, 2003. Leslie was 9 months pregnant and her contractions started during our drive to pick my mom up at the airport. The next day Leslie and I walked down to the hospital and my mom stayed at our home with Logan. Jack was born on his due date, April 30th and my mom was there to help. She has perfect timing! My mom and Logan spent a lot of time together during her stay with us and Logan still has a special relationship with his Grammy Reeve.
(Sorry I neglected to post this before!)