The Death of Enthusiasm

I'll never forget all the times little Riley came to the door in his robe....or sometimes just underwear.

Man, we're getting old.
 

I always wanted to go to Disneyland on my mission, too. Actually my friend and I spent a lot of hours talking about an e-mission where we would go into chat rooms and preach there. That would have been cool, though I am sure I would have gotten really fat and nobody I ever spoke to again would respect me.