I woke up the morning after the wedding dinner and went out for a jog before heading to Salt Lake for the wedding. A few minutes into my run, it started to sprinkle and was a downpour when I got home. By the time we left for the temple an hour later, it was a full on snow storm. The snow was steady, peaceful, and beautiful. It didn't stop falling until the next morning.
Chris was really worried no one would be there to clap when they came out of the temple. He told me at least 4 times that morning I'd better be there.
Everyone moving to the steps for one (very quick) group photo:
Love my dad's face in this picture:
It was quite the ordeal trying to keep them dry (by "them" I mean Shayli and her dress...we weren't so worried about Chris.)
But I think they got some good ones:
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