Seminary's at our house this year, and we couldn't be happier.
And not just because that means we don't have to drive our high school freshman daughter to somebody else's house.
Seminary was held in our house before, back in the fall of 1992, the first full year we lived in Summit Ward. Our firstborn, Geoffrey, would get himself up, turn off the house alarm, turn on the lights and open the doors. My wife and I didn't even have to get out of bed, though usually Kristine was up before seminary was over.