Poop

I might not be a clean mom, but I am a fun mom. Today we had some friends over. They got a little bit wet and dirty. Don't send your kids over in a white shirt that is all I can say. I thought to myself, maybe I should have a disclaimer when kids come over.

While at my house your child may...

Go barefoot outside.

Play in the dirt/mud

Get really wet

Eat something they shouldn't

That means candy or rocks and dirt.

Have the time of their LIFE.

Today we got our garden boxes ready for their plants. That meant that we had to amend our soil. We added some cow poop and compost. Well, the littlest one thought that looked like something really fun. I turned around to find her elbows deep in the cow poop. Yep, I left her there to enjoy the new "dirt." See what I mean, you want your kids to come and play??? I cleaned her up after don't worry!

Gratefulness

Did I even spell that right?? I have been thinking about this the last couple of days. We are such a blessed little family and I need to be more grateful for the things that we have.

We had the chance to go to church with someone else last week. It was a great experience. The people were friendly and you can tell they are really dedicated to their church. I love it when you can see people that have a passion for their religion whatever that religion might be. I happen to be LDS but most of the people that I grew up around were not. They were great people with great passion.

This experience made me really appreciate my church and all that it has to offer. I know that most people look at the "mormon" church and think that it takes over your life. Well, you are right. It does take over your life. It isn't just a religion that you attend on Sunday and Wed nights. It is a way of life. A way to live and raise your children. It gives you a moral road to follow and hope in the dark times and joy in the good times. I am so happy that I have the chance to live this life.

I do believe that their are other churches for other people. I know some very dedicated people with some lovely beliefs. All I am saying is that for me this one is the right one. I feel safe and secure when I turn my life over to Christ and live the life that I feel correct.

The sicky

So I am feeling much better but this weekend I was sick as a dog. Yep, throwing my guts out and everything that goes with that. So not fun. I hate being sick.

Well the one thing that I like about being sick is that you get to really know the people that love you. Like my sweet husband that stayed home to take over my job. He is a sweet man and the kids have been such sweethearts too.

I also love my sweet friends that have offered to help me. They have run to the store for me and offered to take the kids. You know those friends that notice that you are missing and call you to make sure you are ok.

This whole personal cleaning thing I am loving it! I am not going to let myself feel bad about those people that are upset that I haven't called or been around these last few days. You know the people that I mean. They are mad or offended that you haven't called them. You are laying on the bathroom floor and they are busying wondering why you are ignoring them. So against everything that is me I am going to just let them simmer. I already have four little people where I am the total giver in the relationship. I need people in my life that are give and take.

So to those that love me and run to my aid when I need, I love you. I love all my blog buddies that comment when I am down. If you are laying on the floor throwing your guts out, I'll bring you some Sprite.

Exactly my point.

I read this on a filer this weekend. I love it, it spoke to my soul. It is exactly what I was talking about a few posts past. That we all need to learn to love each other more and help each other achieve our very best. If we all just look out for ourselves or if we don't surround ourselves with happy helpful friends, we truly do live in hell. I am even more committed to limiting my circle to those that help me achieve and don't tear me down! I might have to go find the rest of this article or book or whatever it is.

There is a story about a man who left this earth and was taken on a tour of the inner realms. He was shown a room where he saw a large group of hungry people trying to eat dinner, but because the spoons that they were trying to eat with were longer than their arms, they remained frustrated. "This" his guide told him "is hell." "That's terrible!" exclaimed the man: "Please show me heaven!" "Very well," agreed the guide, and on they went. When they opened Heaven's door, the man was perplexed to see what looked very much like the same scene: there was a group of people with spoons longer than their arms. As he looked more closely, however, he saw happy faces and full tummies, for there was one important difference: the people in Heaven had learned to feed each other.
-The Dragon Doesn't Live Here Anymore. by Alan Cohen