Back to School for Superman

Wearing his tres chic landscaping uniform for first day of school outfit.  Oh la la!
Maybe it will deter all the female nursing students from noticing him...

This is David's back-to-school photo that I insisted he let me take of him while scrambling out the door at 7:00am yesterday morning.  We have been in career transition mode for the last year, and this week the chaos on top of chaos that we'd been anticipating has finally begun with the start of the quarter.  When he realized that he wanted to spend his working hours doing something more meaningful, it was a difficult decision because he and his dad have built their landscape construction business from scratch.  He's good at it.  He's passionate about it.  He takes pride in it.  But suddenly these rewards did  not out-weigh the stress that was involved for him.  He will be the first to tell you that he is not a business savvy kind of guy. So, now he wants to fix people's bodies instead of their properties.  This year is full of medical school pre-requisites:  chemistry, biology, physics, chemistry, biology, physics, again, and again, etc. In the mean time, he will continue running his business around the clock while attending volunteer firefighter academy on the weeknights (the nights he's not at mutual or on a scout campout) and weekends (plus doing the additional homework that comes with it at 5am and before his daily run), maintaining two callings in our ward & fulfilling all other duties in that department, building us a modest, but dreamy house, and still making sure that we feel loved, cared for, and important. He is our HERO!