One of my favorite parts of our sealing days is right before entering the temple. Our family is excited, happy, and loving as we drive then walk into the temple. There is peace. No one is fighting. Everyone is calm. This rarely happens in our house. :) This time we all held hands as we walked in with me carrying Lili and I just felt an overwhelming love for my family.
By the time the ceremony starts, the feeling of calmness in the boys has left. It is always short lived with them. In the temple we dress in white clothes. Zane and I knelt at the alter and Dallin and Gavin (also dressed in white) stood near the alter. My mom placed Lili's hand on ours and the ceremony was performed (like a marriage ceremony). After it was over, our sealer mentioned that it was the first time he has seen the alter used as a trampoline. Gavin wanted to get as close to me as possible so stood on the cushion part of alter (where we kneel) and started jumping. Reverence is a problem that we constantly work on. We stood together as a family looking in a mirror that reflects another mirror behind us. While looking in this mirror, our family is reflected on and on looking like it goes on forever.
By the time we are dressed and outside to take pictures, the kids have had it. No longer are they filled with peace and love. Instead all they can think about is walking around the fountain and playing with their cousins. This makes taking pictures of this memorable day a little hard!
Picture with our family and friends who joined us in the temple.
My immediate family minus my brother Jared and his family and my sister Lindsey and her husband.
Trying to get the boys to hold still long enough for pictures is very difficult. Trying to get Lili to smile is nearly impossible.
The best picture of the day...Lili will always smile at her dad.
Fun snapshots...Gavin loves her cousin Ellery
Love this picture with Grandma!
One handsome kid (Grandpa tied his tie :)
Notes to remember:
Lili was sealed to us on Novermber 30th on her 1st birthday
The sealer was Brother Steward.
My dad and Matt were witnesses.
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