Mornings

Each day that I get to be with my wonderful family feels like a tremendous blessing to me. There are good days and bad days, productive days and sad days, temper tantrums and corner time, late dinners and failed recipes, but through it all good is woven in. Little by little we are learning to become more like our Heavenly Father and that makes me very happy.

This morning Grant was up waiting in the living room to read scriptures for a good thirty minutes before the rest of the group joined him...I had a few moments alone with him and listened as he shared some of his thoughts with me. They just came softly tumbling out. He was so open. I learned about his stress clay at school that the teacher took away from him and how he is trying not to get angry without it. I learned that he is really looking forward to his friends birthday party this weekend. And I also learned by looking into his sweet happy eyes that he loves me. I am not so sure sometimes when I have to put him in the corner for being rude or when I am impatient and I know my rushed language hurts him. I know I can improve in so many ways, looking into those sparkling little eyes open and so vulnerable this morning gave me more than enough incentive to be the sort of mother he needs me to be.

I am so happy that he was there ready to read the scriptures before the rest of the family without even being asked. I am choosing to believe that he feels good when we read those sacred words together and feels drawn to be apart of it each day. Nothing would make me happier than that.

Spencer was a sleepyhead. He struggled with getting his eyes open but once they were open he struggled with not bouncing off the walls while we read. Because he can't read yet he repeats what Tyler reads. Somehow he got the "college of the Deemers" from something Tyler said. Hahaha That kid... he comes up with some pretty funny stuff in that cute little brain of his.

Grant on the other hand comes up with some pretty impressive insights into the gospel. He is such a bright boy. Even more impressive than his intelligence though is his good heart. I am very blessed to have such good boys to raise. I love them!

I wonder a lot during the day when I fall short of my goals to accomplish more, and be more for my family if I am even making any progress. But on days like today I can see little glimmers of progress. I can see the good and the bad woven in together accepting the whole rather than focusing on what I/we lack. Every day that I strive to follow the promptings that come and guide me along I feel happier, I have more clarity and I can feel my Heavenly Fathers love for me more deeply. It is in those moments that the unnecessary concerns seem to melt away leaving behind those concerns that are good and worthy of my time.