Today was a rough morning.
Well who are we kidding, most Sundays seem to be rough.
I stayed up a little late Saturday night putting the final touches on my lesson and then slept awfully with nightmares throughout the night. Of course Briggs woke up at 6:00am so I had a lovely early wake up call. And Ian woke up on the wrong side of the bed and was grumpy as could be. Oh and did I mention that Jesse is gone today so I was outnumbered?
So you would think with a 6am wake up we could have easily made it to church by 9am, but no way, we were about 15 minutes late.
But boy did they look cute.
We survived sacrament meeting with the help of my aunt and uncle and their family and quickly sent the boys off to their nursery class so I could enjoy class myself.
I wore this cute sparkly shirt and my new pencil skirt and I got the privilege of teaching in Relief Society.
My lesson was on the Temple.
I had tons of material prepared but ended up barely following my notes and I pretty much cried through the entire lesson.
I have been so weepy lately, I blame it on Jesse being gone, but maybe it is just because the spirit hit me today.
I was reminded of how much I love the Temple and treasure the lessons learned there. I know it is a place of hope, peace, inspiration, and light and that it is a place to grow closer to God. I know that my family can be together forever because of the promises we have made in the Temple. I feel so blessed.
Once church was over I raced home with grumpy boys, tried to take pictures with them because they were still so darn cute despite the screams, and attempted to shove some food in their face before nap time.
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I got part of a sandwich in Ian before he requested his bed and some snuggling, and Briggs just curled up and went to sleep without lunch.
Nap time was needed by everyone today.
After working nearly every Sunday over the past couple of months, it was a welcomed relief to feel the spirit at church today and even my grumpy two year olds couldn't detract from that today.
