Santa Clause showed up at my work today.... CJ was thrilled, especially with the beard. Emma Jane was not. She did manage to give him several high fives though. Moving day is tomorrow!!!
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A glimpse into the craziness of our lives!
Tender Moments from my Little Ones
At dinner:
"Mom, thank you so much for making this delicious meal."--CJ
When I was teary:
"Don't worry. I'm here. Do you want me to sing you a song? Twinkle, twinkle..." --Emma Jane
In a prayer:
"And, Heavenly Father, we miss you, (pause) and we miss Nana too." -- Emma Jane
In looking at a photo of Carl when he was at school:
"I miss you."--CJ
Families Can Be Together Forever
My Favorite Quotes Right Now
"As a mother, my job is to take care of what is possible and trust God with the impossible." --Ruth Bell Graham
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us." -- Helen Keller
"I don't want to drive up to the pearly gates wearing beautifully, tailored clothes, my hair expertly coiffed, and with long, perfectly manicured fingernails.
I want to drive up in a station wagon that has mud on the wheels from taking kids to scout camp.
I want to be there with a smudge of peanut butter on my shirt from making sandwiches for a sick neighbors children.
I want to be there with a little dirt under my fingernails from helping to weed someone's garden.
I want to be there with children's sticky kisses on my cheeks and the tears of a friend on my shoulder.
I want the Lord to know I was really here and that I really lived."
— Marjorie Pay Hinckley
When one door of happiness closes, another opens; but often we look so long at the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us." -- Helen Keller
1 comment:
Christmas isn't complete without babies being terrified by Santa. Merry Christmas. Miss you!
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