I found this on my bed. Josh had written his name, cut it out and put it like a note for me. Hilarious and adorable.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
I was just on Facebook and reading so many posts about the kindness of others. How awesome people are. I click on Internet Explorer nigh unto everyday and am bombarded with stories like "man identified from shooting," "man murders wife," and "beware hurricane is coming right at you," headlines. It is just really depressing, even if it is just a glance at them. It kind of makes me start to think that the world is a horrible place full of murders, adulterers, liars, cheats, theifs, basically horrible people. Then I got on Facebook real quick and read things like "Thank you for the bag of presents someone left for us, what a kind surprise," and "this kind nurse sang a song to my little baby in the hospital." Stuff like that.
So people really are good. There is kindness and love all around us. I just want to hug all the people that are being so nice. It makes me so happy.
I think I am okay nice person, but being generous doesn't come naturally to me. Ask my sisters. If Kenni ever even thought about borrowing my clothes, I would scream at her and punch her when we were kids. I didn't like sharing. I hated people eating my food or wanting to spend time with me unless it was the people I wanted to share it with. Tyson is much better at wanting to be nice to people. He comes up with ideas of how to give to people all the time, especially at this time of year. I am just lucky and get to help and usually end up with the credit of everything even though I do only a little.
In the class I teach at church, the 14-15 year old girls, we have been learning about the Savior. It seems like I am always just beginning to see how incredible His sacrifice was and is. I can't fathom how hard it must have been for Heavenly Father and Mother to send their Son to Earth and then to see so many be cruel to Him and then to hurt Him and then kill Him. How much they must love us to let us treat Him so poorly. And They did it all so we had hope of returning to Them. That is like talking about eternity with me, I just can't wrap my brain around it. I just know it is incredible.
So thank you everyone that is following our Savior's example and helping others. I hope I can be more like you in the coming weeks and years.
Monday, November 12, 2012
So I posted some pictures of Caleb's preschool kiddos, but none of Josh's. Caleb's preschool meets at the mom's houses, every few weeks we switch off. It works really great for that age. But Josh is a lot older (2 years makes a big difference right now). So thankfully several other moms and I got together and we found a guy that lets us use part of his building for us to have preschool in. The kids love it, having a "school" to go to and these kids are a riot. Last year, Josh was the youngest in his class, this year he is the oldest. And I'm pretty sure he is thriving. He loves the girls especially. Like father like son I guess. :) These pictures are priceless. I love these kids.
Teacher: "And when Jesus died-"
One boy pretends to slit his throat.
Another slowly slinks to the floor making a horrible groaning noise.
Another (not saying this child was mine) stretches his arms out and asks if Jesus died on the cross "like this."
One girl is busy scribbling away on paper. Who knows what she is drawing.
Another little boy climbs up on the window sill and curls up to take a nap.
Hilarious. Seriously. I love kids. There is nothing as amusing as watching them. Wouldn't you agree?
Sunday, November 11, 2012
For Caleb's preschool, I had the kids make little owls. It was super easy, just an empty toilet paper roll, folding over on top and taped. They cut cupcake liners glued on, with some construction paper eyes and beak. The kids loved it and I loved their different eyes. So precious!
Haunted Houses, they did it all by themselves, it was so cute!