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Families are Forever (whether you like it or not)



I decided to take the kids to the Oquirrh Mountain Temple open house where we could have some special family bonding time. Mormon temple ordinances focus on family and blessings of being together forever.

In theory, it seemed like a good idea.



I thought this would make a nice picture, portraying how everybody loves each other and obediently follows Mom's directives. I may have overestimated "family unity."



So we tried again. Not any more success.



The trick is for the one who doesn't want to cooperate to find a place he wants to be and the others to join him. Quick.

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  1. CJ SimeJuly 10, 2009 at 9:18 AM

    Love it. Completely classic family photo.

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  2. FoursonsJuly 10, 2009 at 10:25 AM

    So funny. Great post!

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  3. Booklover1212July 10, 2009 at 1:09 PM

    Cute photos! Hope your day turned out great!

    ~ Jennifer
    http://thetoyboxyears.blogspot.com/

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  4. Keep Your Sunny Side UpJuly 10, 2009 at 3:37 PM

    I love it! It takes me back to the dfays of raising children.

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  5. Blog StalkerJuly 10, 2009 at 7:13 PM

    Oh, this makes me feel right at home. If FHE is not brief enough it turns into absolute chaos. lol

    They and you will remember it later though and it WILL be a great memory.

    Have a great day!

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  6. Lisa Page RosenbergJuly 10, 2009 at 11:46 PM

    These cute kids all appear to be wearing real clothes - no stray pajama tops or weird bathing suits so in my book, this is a roaring success.

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  7. KathrynJuly 11, 2009 at 4:47 AM

    This is a great post, reminds me of trying to capture a family picture that conveys that same message, IMPOSSIBLE!

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  8. The MomJuly 11, 2009 at 9:51 AM

    Classic. It is always that way. It usually ends up with me yelling and one child crying.

    BTW what a beautiful temple. You guys are so lucky!

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