My children can learn!

How many of you have wondered if the things you teach your kids are actually sticking in their little heads?  I am constantly amazed at the things that they pick up on.  Equally amazing are the things you teach them over and over that they never seem to learn. 
Then comes moments that show you that they are learning.  In fact, they do seem to learn well.  Last night after we gathered the kids for prayer.  Les asked the girls who would like to say the prayer and Emma volunteered closely followed by Khloe.  Our previous rule was that the first volunteer got to do it.  Emma is always the first one so she always gets to say the prayer.  Now that Khloe can talk more I suggested that she get to be the one to say the prayer.  Emma of course pouted but when asked if she would help Khloe say the prayer she immediately brightened.  Now when Les or I help the kids with the prayer we whisper the prayer to them line by line.  Emma knows how we do this so she leaned over and whispered to Khloe, "Say Heavenly Father."  Khloe in turn whispered it to the rest of us.  Then Emma looked at us with a look that clearly said so what now?  Les leaned over and whispered for her to tell Heavenly Father what she is grateful for.  So she told Khloe a list of things she was grateful for.  She was grateful for her family, our house, and nutrition.  At this point I was trying to smother a laugh.  When she ran out of things she was grateful for Les told her to ask Heavenly Father for what she needs.  She told Khloe to thank Heavenly Father for her family, the beautiful day, and for a good nights rest.  Then Les told her to end by saying, "In the name of . . ."  and that is where Emma took over.  She told Khloe to say, "Jesus Christ, Amen."   Since Emma and Les were between Khloe and I it was hard to hear what she was saying.  I did however hear the last bit.  Khloe managed to say, "Chist, Amen."  The love and pride in my heart was so great.  I know I am doing something right.

Me and my insecurities

So Les and I have been thinking about taking this blog private.  Mostly due to the fact that it has come to our attention that this blog may be too easy to find for people we don't want reading it (Khloe's bio mom and former foster parents are at the top of that list).  It wasn't really a concern until one of those contacted us via facebook.  We don't have anything to hide.  Are we just being paranoid or is there something to it? 
I really don't like feeling this way.  As a result I have been thinking.  I know.  Dangerous.  Or maybe wow look at the smoke coming out of my ears from not being used.  Whatever it is that may be going through your head right now.  It comes down to thoughts of whether or not people actually read my blog.  Then I think about the lack of comments and that makes me think maybe people read it but it isn't interesting enough to warrent camments.  So there it is people.  Those are my insecurities.  It has helped a little bit that over the last few days I have noticed other people with blogs have wondered over the lack of comments on their own blogs.  Do I write anything worth your time?
Until I close the poll and know if I am taking this blog private I am not going to write about the incredible news that I have.  Just know that it happened this last week.  Those of you who are our friends on facebook have already found out.  Some may have looked at it and thought something else happened if they aren't fully aware of our situation.  I can't wait to post about it.  It comes down to controling my impulses and having some self control.  Until then those of you who read this and want to know will just have to wait.  Maybe it will make you curious enough to leave a comment :).

Crochet Dolls

A friend e-mailed this story to me.  I liked it enough to post it on here.

THE SHOEBOX
A man and woman had been married for more than 60 years.
They had shared everything. They had talked about everything.
They had kept no secrets from each other except that the little
Old woman had a shoe box in the top of her closet that she had
Cautioned her husband never to open or ask her about.
 
For all of these years, he had never thought about the box, but
One day the little old woman got very sick and the doctor said
She would not recover.
In trying to sort out their affairs, the little old man took
Down the shoe box and took it to his wife's bedside.
She agreed that it was time that he should know what was
In the box. When he opened it, he found two crocheted dolls
And a stack of money totaling $95,000.

He asked her about the contents.

'When we were to be married,' she said, ' my grandmother told me
The secret of a happy marriage was to never argue. She told me that
If I ever got angry with you, I should just keep quiet and crochet a doll.'
The little old man was so moved; he had to fight back tears. Only two
Precious dolls were in the box. She had only been angry with him two
Times in all those years of living and loving. He almost burst with happiness.
'Honey,' he said, 'that explains the doll, but what about all of this money?
Where did it come from?'
'Oh,' she said, 'that's the money I made from selling the dolls.'
 
Dear Lord, I pray for Wisdom to understand my man;
Love to forgive him; and Patience for his moods;

Because Lord, if I pray for Strength, I'll beat him to death,
Because I don't have time to crochet.

I thought that last part was pretty good.  Thankful I have never had to resist praying for strength.  I haven't gotten mad enough at Les to ever want to beat him to death (not that I could if I wanted to).  I love my little family. 

On a side note that is equally important.  Well at least it is to me.  Emma started Primary today.  She is a sunbeam!  I was a little concerned that she would be upset about not going to Nursery.  She was so calm about the whole thing.  She didn't cry after I walked out of the room.  That was when I started to worry that we had made too big a deal about primary and that she was going to be disappointed in it.  When we got her after Primary she was so excited.  I didn't catch everything she said but she did talk about an ice cream party that they haven't had yet.  So far so good.  I hope this good feeling will continue.