Day after Christmas

It is after 10 am and the kids are still in bed. I guess yesterday was too overwhelming for the little monkeys. I feel yucky so instead of being physically productive I will return to this blogging world. Lets talk Christmas! Yesterday was weird. The kids were sick so we didn't leave the house. Usually we run all over here and there during the Eve and Day to visits as much family as possible, which is a lot of family as they are mostly local. It just didn't seem like Christmas with out the crazy rush and overwhelmingly full stomachs. So what did we do? I took a nap! Yup, Aaron gave me a big cup or theraflu and sent me to bed for four hours. I told him to enjoy the Christmas Day calm provided by a living room full of new toys provided by Santa and Grandmas.
I love my husband. He works so hard to make my life easier. Last week we went to the temple to do some very important family work. The workers words reminded me of how powerful the bond between man and wife should be. We should be each others world and universe. Ok fellow wives, tips on making husbands a priority?

laundry

Today felt like heaven on earth, if but for an hour. I was outside hanging colorful laundry. I love colors. I love hanging laundry. I find it therapeutic. The physical movements are comfortable. The sunshine was glorious. The perfect cool wind ruffles the leaves and clothes. The breeze carried the scent of the clean laundry all around me. THe most heavenly part was the presence of my children. Fionna and Aiden were playing TOGETHER PEACEFULLY! "Fionna, do you want to push me around in my jeep?" "Yeah! Jeep!" "Fionna said jeep! You say jeep very well! Good job Fionna!" When she would fall he would run over and ask if she was ok and kiss the boo boo better. I am so proud of them. They often play together but today seemed especially angelic. I told Aiden that Heavenly Father loves him and is happy when he and his sister are playing nicely. I love those two. I am attempting to bring the gospel up frequently with the kids. The gospel is a way of life and is apart of all that I do. I need to make this clear to my children. My children are gifts from God. I need to treat them as such and it is my job to teach them about Him. I love my beautiful life.

a focus for my blog

This is the summer I learn how to be a "house wife". I know, it is about time. This blog will be my journal through house-wifery. fun. I am not feeling enthusiastic.

New to me

I thinking... I thinking...

Well, I am thinking I am going to do this blog thing. I am not creative but thoughts do go through my cobweb infested brain. This will be a good thing. Writing consistently in journals has proved impossible. Maybe this will go better.

Last night I attended a training meeting for my new calling in the Church. The sister leading stated that the brethren have asked the members to blog. A little light bulb flickered.