Rick and I have never had to travel far to go to a temple. With Rick growing up in Utah and myself growing up in the Washington DC area, temples were never more than a few minutes away. When we moved to Arizona, we discovered our closest temple was around three hours away. I know, cry me a river, but for us, that was hard. Consider it was a three hour drive there, plus at least two hours for the session and it was next to impossible to ask anyone to watch the kids for that long. Crimany, I'm their mother and sometimes asking myself to do that is too much.
We were more than excited when a new temple was announced and it would be in The Gila Valley. Now, understand, this drive is still two hours away, but man is it a beautiful one with no traffic and hiring a babysitter is totally doable.
We took the kids today for the open house and they absolutely loved it. Rick and I had seen it before, as we were asked to be ushers during the open house, but it was still beautiful the third time around. Tatiana didn't even try to jump in the baptistery...yes, we really were scared she would do that, and Aren kept saying, "I just feel so good here, mom." We all did.