my daily laugh

As I was sorting through a stack of papers the other morning I stumbled across this quote I had saved. It said,

"If you can't find time everyday to read your scriptures, you are busier than God ever intended you to be."

I thought it looked like a nice reminder to do the things I know will help me the most, to bless and uplift my life, so I copied it down on a piece of paper with a big, green marker. I posted it right above my kitchen white-board, with all the other daily reminders and messages. After all, I love to read my scriptures!

Several hours into the day I realized I still hadn't read any verses because when I first woke up my 3 year old had been yelling for me to come help him from his wet bed that he had peed pretty heavily. It took me a moment to haul all the soiled laundry outside to the washer. Then after that my toddler woke up, clinging onto me for his morning milkies. As I sat on the couch nursing, my five year old emerged, hungrily begging for breakfast in the kitchen. So, I started cooking pancakes and got everyone served when I noticed toddler was doing his usual throwing everything everywhere. I promised I would clean the mess up later, and hoped no one would step on the banana pieces on the carpet.
As the day went on I had some fun games planned for the kids, which we managed to get through in between snacks, meals, hanging the laundry (so we would have clean sheets later on), wiping butts, deescalating tantrums, and taking them to the dentist for their first time. When we finally got home at 6:30pm that evening, we rushed through dinner, threw the kids into the bath, and I tried to clean up the banana pieces from in-between Jonah's toes. Micah wasn't home, yet, because he had a seminar to attend, so I was left with all 3 kids for bedtime. I tried my hardest to keep my 3 year old from crying because his dad wasn't there to brush his teeth, so I put on a Star Wars movie. Meanwhile my toddler really wanted to nurse...again, and my five year old wanted me to cuddle him, which wasn't really possible to do, but I tried my hardest. At 10'o clock at night we finally got everyone to sleep, until my toddler woke up with painful gas, and needed me to hold him and rock him to sleep. As I was rocking him on my shoulder in the kitchen I looked up at that quote, and laughed!
I ripped it off the wall and threw it in the trash. What a stupid quote!
I mean, who said that anyways? Someone without kids?

Then I calmly reminded myself that raising my children IS the Lords work, and I would try to read my scriptures tomorrow.......
I'm also making a real effort to not be so hard on myself lately, and to remember that raising children is stinking hard work. Love it, and cherish it, but dang, it's hard! Not everything goes as planned each day, I often have no time to breathe sometimes,and it's okay. I'll be okay and You'll be okay, and the kids will most definitely be okay. But man, when I do get the chance to read those scriptures, God instantly gives me the peace I need to go another day.

Here's some sweet fruits of my labors:


Ain't they cute as pie? I think so.