We woke to an early morning fog. Mr. Stannix and I went on a dump run before Conference began and enjoyed the colored leaves and morning light poking through the fog.
As we were sitting taking notes, joe got out his chrome book to type his. Soon he began complaining because the speaker was talking too fast. He deleted the few bullets he took and sat, arms folded.
A few minutes later he stood up with his computer in the air, "Bwahahaha VOICE type! Now I don't even have to type!" I laughed until my tummy hurt as his computer typed everything Elder Oaks was saying.
In the late afternoon, we watched the children play at the park as leaves gracefully fell and danced to the ground. Autumn is magic. I wished I could stay all day basking in it's beauty and wonder.
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