We are blessed to have missionaries in our home at lease once a week. As we struggle to have our small children to to sit and listen we were loosing our patience. In those moment of pure desperation came such a simple answer.
Princess, did you know they are going to talk about Jesus?
Oh I love my big brother!
Can you listen really carefully as the missionaries talk and raise your hand when they say ‘Jesus?’
And so it began. An answer to a silent prayer. Now when the missionaries give their spiritual thoughts they listen to hear “Jesus” and their hand shoots up into the air with excitement.
We have expanded this into our scripture study. As we read from the Book of Mormon, our girls raise their hands for: Jesus; Father; Lord; God; Heavenly Father and angel. Gordon will even join in on the action and raise his hand or if he is holding B, he will help raise B’s hand.
On occasions they pay enough attention in sacrament meeting and you will see little girls’ hands shoot up into the air as they whip their head around and say;
“Mommy he just said Jesus!”
You are welcome, for the added distraction in church.
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As a parent, one of the sweetest moments is when your child does something on their own, that you have them. Tiny has bee saying prayer so well lately. Often she says one randomly during the day as well. I also have one of Princess, who look so grown up.
She is so cute she she kneels that I just can’t help but to be irreverent and quickly snap a picture. Shhhhh! Don’t tell my children.
Sweet prayers to Heavenly Father.
As a mom have you ever been stuck? Not a tough decision or moral dilemma, but really, truly stuck? An “I can’t move” stuck?
:sat night I found myself stuck.
As I nursed my baby to sleep, my two year-old woke up coughing and crawled onto my legs. A short while later I found my self holding two sleeping children.
What do I do? How long should I sit here holding them? Will one of them wake up? How long until Gordon’s meeting is over? The questions seamed to circle in my mind for an hour.
Before I new it, there was trouble. Pain and tingling stretched up from my feet to encompass my legs. My legs were falling asleep!
Now the questions were more urgent. When will Gordon be here? How can I stand up? Should I wake up Tiny? How hard will it be to put one of them back to sleep so I can move?
I kept moving my legs as much as I could with a two-year-old stretched along them. I tried waking up Tiny so she could crawl into bed. Looking at the ground I new I couldn’t reach to lay B there while I moved Tiny.
I started to panic. What will I do? I just had to try something!
Leaning over I could barely reach one of Tiny’s blankets from her bed. I pulled! Both blankets fell to the carpet in a small pile. I could do this!
I carefully repositioned B so I could lay him on the mound of blankets and slowly leaned over the side of the chair with him. I couldn’t reach!
I dropped him!
He laid their motionless, sleeping on the soft warm blankets.
Now it was easy. I pulled Tiny up from my legs so I could stand and placed her gently on her bed. Picked B up from his soft bed and laid him in the crib. Then I covered them both with blankets, left their room and walked in circles around my living room to gain full feeling back into my legs.
Have you ever been stuck?