My parents always had this funny idea growing up. We labored on Labor Day. Yard Work. Spring Cleaning Type Stuff (hhhmmm, it just hit me, Labor Day isn't in Spring!) Well, I decided to (sort of) carry the tradition.
We have loved staying in our church's prophet's chamber. Everyone has a bed! (Elisabeth and Brenna share, and of course Patrick and I)
So, for just a little bit, we labored. It was fun!