Friday, May 16, 2014

Book of Mormon, Lisa

Scott and I have been working really hard to implement scripture reading for our kids. We have done a couple different things that have worked, but we keep feeling like there is a better way. The other day Scott was pondering, and he felt like we should read to the kids directly from "The Book of Mormon" each night. We had been telling stories and reading picture books with stories from "The Book of Mormon", but we felt like there is a spirit associated with reading the actual book that our kids can feel.

It went REALLY well! We read for a few days, and yesterday, when Scott got home from work, Macey was pretending to put her Rapunzel doll to sleep. She told Scott that she needed to read Rapunzel "The Book of Mormon" before she went to sleep. Macey tucked Rapunzel in, grabbed herself and blanket, and Macey and Scott sat on the couch. Scott was able to read her a whole chapter without her moving.

Later on in the day, she was still repeating things that Scott read from that chapter. I am so grateful for a worthy husband who listens to the spirit. Who teaches our children so well!

Friday, May 2, 2014

How Does She Know?, Lisa

It has been a really rough week. I don't know why some weeks are harder than the others. I feel like I do the same thing day in, day out, but after what seems like a hard week, it just wears on you!

This morning, I started off having a rough morning. I woke up slightly irritated, and I just wanted to curl back up and go back to sleep. I finally put Cooper to sleep, and I walked into the kitchen. I was overwhelmed already, and I knew that I had the rest of the day to endure. I just collapsed on the kitchen floor, and I started sobbing. I ended up curled up, crying on the kitchen floor.

I heard the patter of little footsteps, and I looked up to see Macey walking toward me. I sat up on my knees and gave Macey a weak smile. She walked right up to me and said, "Mom, sad?" I told her I was sad, and she bent over a little bit, stuck out her pudgy fingers, and wiped the tears off my cheeks. She said, "It's okay, it's okay." After my tears were wiped away, she turned around and just sat on my lap. She sat there until I had calmed down enough, and she walked away.

It was exactly what I needed--how did she know?! I am so grateful for a little daughter that listens to the Holy Ghost and knows exactly how to support me as her mother.