Monday, March 1, 2010

Spring Day at the Temple

Normally we are quite religious about having family home evening. Lately my husband has had study group on Monday nights. He usually forgets to tell me or I forget to listen, and forget to move FHE to Sunday night. Two weeks ago, I forgot, but luckily my son asked to go to "my temple, the one with cookies" I explained there would be no cookies, don't think he believed me, so I brought oreos for the car ride home. We left our house on an early spring day, with light jackets. The sun was setting on a fairly warm for February day. When we made it to "my temple" it was dark, stormy and snowing. None the less, we walked around, my husband snapped, and we froze. We love the temple.

1 comment:

  1. I always knew he would snap someday, it's been a long time coming.