Yes, I am going to call it the worst week ever.

So as I have mentioned before we are currently doing all of the food for the Oquirh hills temple located at Daybreak in Riverton Utah. They currently are having all of the state dignitaries, Apostles and families, and VIP's going through the temple, the month of May. These people are getting more than just the 800,000 cookies. They are actually getting food. Some salads, some sandwiches and most mini pastries. Well their number were kind of small until last week. They started to get bigger and then Kyle found out about a week ago they would need to feed 7,000 people in one day. (Saturday) So needless to say, this week has been awful. Kyle has been working super crazy hours. He usually wakes up around 3 and then we are lucky if we saw him before 7 at night. He left Thursday morning at 2 am to head to work and he was not home to our house until about 7 pm on Saturday night. They had to make 14,000 mini pastries for Saturday. I went in to help on Saturday (I feel bad I can't help more, but it's hard to find babysitters and I have mooched off of a lot of people for help!) But luckily I was able to go help. It was pure and utter chaos. Our pastry chef was actually incredibly organized and calm. It was just the sheer volume! There were pastries being made every where. We couldn't seem to keep caught up either. As soon as we would finish the batch for one of the deliveries we had to start on the next. They took deliverers over to the temple ever 2 hours. My station was fruit tarts. I am pretty sure I will NEVER eat one again. I have no idea how many I made, it was well over 3,000. Luckily they had some volunteers (a huge thank you to all of those that helped, HUGE thank you!) They finished pretty close to on time though too! I am so mad I forgot my camera, but there was not even time to take any breaks at all anyways!
It was a really tough week on all of us. Kyle was beyond tired, Carson asked all the time where Daddy was, and I had a breakdown on Friday night (I REALLY missed my husband, and was having a hard time being a single mom). But if we can survive this week (it is bad as last week, but not as bad as last Saturday) all we will have to worry about is cookies! There was one huge positive about this week. Kyle was actually able to meet and talk with the Prophet, President Thomas S. Monson. He came right over to him and talked to him for just a couple of minutes. It was a great experience for Kyle and he said some amazing things to him. Something that Kyle and our family will never forget.
I mostly put this post on for my own benefit. Someday I will forget how awful this week was, how badly my hands hurt from piping Vanilla cream into tart shells, how many hours my husband worked in one week, and I will forget the sight of 14,000 pastries being made!