|President and Sister Nelson|
|Fransisco and his family and the Hermana who taught his family 2 years ago in Chiapas|
|Our parents on the mission, President and Sister Nelson. Aren't they great!|
|When the Hermanas forget their keys!|
|Our investigator Lucia|
|Mole de panza|
|Rebecca stole my plaque|
|Feliz Navidad! #iluminaelmundo|
|The members in the ward found out that I'm willing to try new things. This week I tried chapolines (grasshoppers). The news spread like wild fire and I had a taco waiting for me at every appointment. They are not bad!|
|Cruising back to my childhood in the back of my Grandpa's truck!|
|Thanksgiving with mini Pocahontas|
|Basically the Mexican version of Romeo and Juliet. The Volcano on the left is Popocatepetl, a poor man that is in love with a princess. On the right is Iztaccihuatl a princess who basically lays down and dies because she can't marry her love. Yep super sad but I love the culture here!|
|A painting of them|
|The Mexico City Temple|
|Dulces in the Centro|
|The Centro is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.|
It is very colonial!
|A Glorious Sight! Thank you so much Grandpa and Mamaquel and the Gaspar de Alba Family!|
|Up to our eyeballs in Dia de los Muertos Bread! It's fantastic!|
|All the members say we look related. My money is on the eyes!|
|Adios Elder Villasenor! You will be missed.|
|Pedro and Gloria are on the right.|
Check the poster on the left!
|My Marisol on the mish|
|Your favorite Hermanas|
|Hermana Rosario and her daughter at one of our lessons|
|New District: Elder de Angel sliding into missionary base|
|LIVING THE NACHO LIBRE DREAM!|
We had a scheduled appointment but came to find out they went to the luchador fight next door.
|I had a bad day and looked up.|
Heavenly Father is the best!
|Words of wisdom from my Father: Don't eat the pork.|
This picture accurately describes my experience the one time I did eat it!
|Package, so exciting!|
|Last district meeting before exchanges this week|
|We sang A Child's Prayer in Primary. I got a little teary eyed because|
my sweet Katia sang this to me before I left.
|Post talk bliss|
|Rain, rain, rain!|