The Month of May in Pictures

May started off with a surprise visit home to Virginia! We started our trip off driving to Missouri with my roommates Caroline and Alicia! We got to stop for a night in Kansas City and see the Shipps. We didn't get to stay nearly long enough, but it was so fun to have breakfast and catch up with them before we finished our drive! After a couple of days in Missouri, we flew home to Virginia and pulled off an awesome surprise!

We went to the top of the St. Louis Arch and saw a beautiful panoramic view of the city.

On the way back, we stopped to see the St. Louis temple!

These four best friends were finally reunited (and of course were wearing each other's clothes).

Our fifth sister Kenna met us at church! ;) We also got to have breakfast with her cute mom who we adore!

We played tourist for a day and got a Capital exclusive tour from Aunt Becky,

Enjoyed a gorgeous day in Great Falls Park,

Took attractive family selfies,

And rounded out the trip seeing these babes light up the state in Children of Eden!

Back in Provo, now that Amy and I are roommates, I get to see these weirdos a lot

And prepare for school! Less than 3 months until I'm Miss Freeman! Sixth grade, here I come!

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