Washington D.C. temple trip

The first full week that we lived in Pennsylvania, we took a trip down to D.C. to visit the temple there before it closes for a few months. Amber and Camden watched Natalie for the day and Sam and I made the two hour drive down to the temple. The drive really made us realize that we took our Rexburg temple for granted. It was one mile away, literally, for five years!

I wish I had the foresight to have my phone ready to take a picture when we first glimpsed the temple across the highway in the trees. It was breathtaking.

We were the only ones who didn't bring our own family names to do.... shame. We'll have some next time for sure. We did sealings for a while and then went and sat in the celestial room together. It was so special to be there where Mom and Dad were sealed. It was easy to think about eternity and be grateful that families are forever. And yes, I was misty like the entire time.

Also, the temple is HUGE! Seven floors!

Sam spent about thirteen years of his growing up within five minutes of the D.C. temple. He remembers that it looked just like a castle and always wanted to go inside. After we left, we hit up parts of his old stomping grounds and ate at Continental pizza. While it wasn't the tastiest pizza I've ever eaten, it was the most sentimental. That counts for something, right? Then we drove around and looked at the two houses he lived in in the area, the tennis court where his sister was bitten by a dalmatian, where he used to sit on the railroad tracks with his friends, and the front porch where he caught on fire. Good times were had.