A Small Note

The other day, Husband's family and we were at their parents house, cleaning it out, doing a massive cleaning. Husband had left his car there that night, since we could just travel back to the house in mine (we had to meet there, with him being at school and everything). The next morning, we went back to pick it up and saw a note on it. Of course, I thought of the worst, that someone was being a jerk about something, or that someone was writing something rude, so I was hesitant to look. Husband picked it up and smiled and then handed it to me. Unfortunately, it had rained that morning, but still, we could read it.

Its hard to read, but, it's a note from his sister! The one in the MTC, the new missionary. She was selected to be in an MTC choir that gets to sing at conference, and they were going to practice at the church across from their parents house (which is where Husband had parked), saw his car and left a note! That was such a nice thing to see, and such a fun thing to have happen.