When Josh and I were planning this vacation I was skeptical to say the least that it would be 1) any fun and 2) that it would actually happen. We were, after all, taking our kids who, since birth, have been notoriously crappy car riders. It didn't seem like the recipe for fond, family memories, but I can now say with more certainty than ever before, that miracles do happen. It can be added to the list right after "with few loaves the multitudes were fed"..."the Brown boys were incredibly well behaved in the car---the WHOLE time!"
Those teeny tiny people are us, sitting on the steps of the Kirtland Temple
This is how Isaac and Will passed the time waiting for Josh to get out of his temple tour. We realized very quickly that although the boys were shockingly good in the car, they really were still themselves, and the historic tours offered for these sites did little to hold their attention. If we (meaning Josh and myself) wanted to get anything out of this trip, we would have to do the touring solo--so we did.
This is how Isaac and Will passed the time waiting for Josh to get out of his temple tour. We realized very quickly that although the boys were shockingly good in the car, they really were still themselves, and the historic tours offered for these sites did little to hold their attention. If we (meaning Josh and myself) wanted to get anything out of this trip, we would have to do the touring solo--so we did.
We first went to the sites that our church owns and operates, and then to the tour of the temple that is owned by the Community of Christ Church (formerly known as RLDS). It was a bizarre feeling to be in the building where so many miraculous things happened at it's dedication, just to feel like it is really only a shell of itself now. It was a little sad for me.
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Cool! I'm looking forward to the next installment!
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