General Conference

A couple of weeks ago, Josh requested that we attend General Conference. Our bishop was able to get us 5 tickets for the Sunday morning session. Vaughn and I were a little reluctant to give up the wonderful, stress-free Sunday morning that only comes twice a year in exchange for getting up extra early, finding a place to park, and joining the conference crowds, but we are glad we did!

Ashley was gracious enough to volunteer to tend Rachel, Rebekah, and Enoch, who were too little to attend. (Being able to sleep in was a big incentive for her!)























Even though we were about as far away as we could get from the pulpit on the far corner of the balcony, Vaughn, Cami, Josh, Noelle (who was so excited to be old enough!), and I appreciated being there in the Conference Center hearing President Monson, the apostles, and other general authorities speak. It was a memorable experience.


After the session we walked through temple square and took a few pictures. (This time we had the battery in the camera.)

Here Josh, Cami, and Noelle are posing in the Hall of the Prophets next to the bust of President Gordon B. Hinckley. Being in the Conference Center, especially in this room, reminded us of President Hinckley's viewing. The Hall of the Prophets is where his casket was displayed.

The temple grounds were crowded but beautiful with all of the lovely spring flowers.