We reunited with the Matsons on Temple Square. It had been almost 14 months since we last saw them—too long. We hadn’t met James yet and actually just met Nora days before when the Blewitts arrived. Oh the fun of nieces and nephews—so much squishiness. We took our traditional family photo on the Square in front of the huge tree, lit with red lights. Oma got lovingly attacked by all of her former sister missionaries.

We took some quick family shots at the Capitol while waiting for the photographer to capture the entire Stewart Family. Everyone was in town (even the Whittakers from Germany). Lizzy finally got an updated shot with her parents.