This morning I woke up and felt really good and energized.
I was just ready to start the day.
I had a little fun on the wii fit at 5:30Am before waking the kids.
A Valentine's gift from a dear husband. I love video games and well,
you might as well exercise while playing.
Afterwards, I started with my chores. Just trying to tackle
one room at a time. The first room I cleaned was the
children's living room. Why did I choose this room?
I knew Ethan & Ruby would play and watch TV,
but I had no idea they would do this!?
Here is a darling Ruby Isabella exhausted and asleep after
her mayhem and destruction.
Yes, that is toilet paper all over the floor.
An entire roll they managed to toss all over the living room.
They also got a hold of the baby bath and made some bubbles in
the boys bedroom, and got a hold of the lotion and squirted it all over
the footboard on my bed. Where am I during all this? Feeling really
good because I had washed, dried, and folded 4 loads of
laundry, put away the clean dishes, cleaned a room and
a half and did a half hour of cardio before noon.
Now it is back to more cleaning. I just hope
that something I clean and organize will last for Larry to see
so I won't hear those dreaded words, "What have you done all day?"
On a side note, I had to share that I really enjoyed our relief society lesson
yesterday given by a fabulous Sister Jenkins.
I will be the first to admit that a lot of times my mind will wander on
what is for lunch, what am I going to do this week, where did she get those shoes...?
It is especially difficult when it is break the fast and I can smell
wonderful foods in the kitchen. Then I start thinking about
food again and what I am craving.
Anyways, our lesson was on Elder Christofferson's
message "Come to Zion." For those of you who have not read it,
I urge you to do so. I think it was this lesson that just
motivated me to start my monday off on the right foot.
It gave me a more positive outlook as well as a more patient
one with my children and their crazy and unnerving antics.
Sister Buchanon had made the comment,
"We are all different and should celebrate our differences."
This just really touched me as someone who has been different my entire life.
I was one of just a handful of Asian Americans
growing up in a small primarily white community
and it was difficult. And now I have 2 kids
with disabilities who will
be looked upon as different. The world is so much
more diverse these days, but I definitely want my children
to celebrate others differences rather than treat them