I wonder what would happen if you could mix the talents of Anna, Amy, and Heather?
“I have a dream that one day….”
“…. little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers.” Martin Luther King Jr.
I have high hopes that someday Sunday will be a peaceful, restful, spiritual day. I have yet to see any of that happen. Mostly Sunday is rushing 8 people into dress clothes, trying to keep them clean and wrinkle free for 5 minutes, then hoping that they wont yell out anything embarrassing during sacrament meeting. One of my babies would yell “Coke” whenever he saw the sacrament water coming. My 2 year old likes to make train sounds, “TOOT! TOOT” whenever there is a pause in the action.
I think that Church is a lot like Aerobics. I take one to the bathroom, then the baby screams, one needs a drink, two start fistfighting, the older ones get into an elbow fight. And this is just as we are getting into the SUV to go to Church.
I guess it’s time to teach them the Golden Rule!
Nothing amazing happened today.
We woke-up and made it to Church on time. We actually had one minute to spare.
The kids didn’t fight during Sacrament meeting.
The twins behaved well during primary (childrens Sunday school).
Mac-n-cheese for lunch (the boxed kind) seemed to hit the spot.
I got to take a 2 hour nap.
Dad is holding the baby.
I might make strawberry jam tomorrow.
Our Dryer is about to give up on us, but our Tax return was deposited on Friday.
Kids are giggling in several areas of the house…no one is crying….YET!!
We’ll probably have popcorn tonight, and watch a re-run of something or other.
Spring break is almost over. School tomorrow!
Nothing amazing happened today……………
but it seemed almost perfect!!