As I type this my house is in so much disaray. There is so much to do. All of which is good things. How do I do the most important things? What is most important? My kids. They take up so much of my time. I'm glad though. But my floors!! I must clean my floors today. Can I clean the floors and make dinner and give attention to my kids, do business stuff.....ect? I don't know. I have to accept that I can't do it all. I have to know that this is not my season for a perfect house. If I had a perfectly clean, ordery house all the time then I couldn't be a good mom....my opinion. Not with with the little little kids that I have. So I chip away at the house a couple of things a day and I have to be okay with the fact that as soon as I clean the floor today something will get spilled on it shortly after. It is okay. It is okay. The floor will still be cleaner then it was. I must go because the baby woke up and Andrea just came home from school. tahtah

Think good thinks!

My son is naked and eating left over cereal at the table. He brought me his diaper a few minutes ago. I thought, why not let him be free for a few minutes? So funny!

I'm worried about having a good day. Soon as I'm done on this post I plan on getting a good dose of scriptures, children willing!
I need to keep an eternal perspective. We tried to go to the temple last Friday but was unsuccessful. My mother-in-law couldn't come with us like we planned and I didn't want to leave the baby so long with another baby sitter. It takes tremendous planning and effort to get to the temple. But soon I will have my own built in babysitter, in about 4 years! Time really is flying by. That is why I am constantly feeling how important it is to keep my perspective where it should be and choose wisely how I spend my time.

I want to tell you something. Have you ever had a bad thought come out of no where? Has something gone wrong during the day and then this bad thought came right after? And suddenly you feel rotten and the day turns bad? I want to tell you that we are in a war with satan. Every negative feeling and thought stems from him. he hates us so much and wants us to fail. So when you have a bad thought or feeling come, realize that it is from satan and don't entertain those thoughts and feelings. Don't let them continue. Pray in your heart and choose the better part. Choose to react to situations in your day with a happy heart. Remember what your mission is. And that its okay if cereal get dumped on the floor. Its okay if everything seems to go wrong. Because you have a great family, roof over your head and your basic needs met. Love your life. Be happy. I'm going to try to do that today. And if I fail, I'll keep trying. Tomorrow I'll try again and the next day and the next day. A few weeks ago I had this random bad thought come to me. It was a powerful thought formulated just for me. And unfortunately I spoke the thought. I regretted it immediately so much. That wasn't even like me! That wasn't something I ever thought about! Usually I am slow to speak and really think my words through. I felt ashamed to let that happen. But it was a powerful lesson to me. It helped me to realize that we really are in a great war on this earth. I know that when we especially seek Heavenly Fathers help, He does help us and blesses us and strengthens us. I know He wants us to be happy in THIS life! He wants us to learn and grow and depend on Him and trust in Him. Love to you from me! We can do this!!!!

Long time no blog!

Has anyone missed me?

Before I get to my book and hot bath I'll stop in to say hello.

My thoughts are mostly the same: Gratitude for all the happy moments raising children.

Lots going on with my church calling, Andrea in school, soccer, my babies, feeding the people, and the never ending housework.

I think a lot about my dad dateing, my lonely mom, my sister moving and practicing santa ria and all that jazz. I also have been thinking about my good husband since he is gone for a few days. I'm such a dork that I cried when I said goodbye today. I surprisingly had a nice evening with my childrens routines bymyself.

How about the word Greek.

I've been thinking about Greeks.

Did you know that my Grandfather is 1/2 Greek? That is a lot of Greek. That means that I am 1/8 Greek. The last couple of years of his life I made him a lot of Greek salads. He told me that I make Greek salads better then the Greeks do in Greece. I was soo flatered. I loved that he loved my Greek salad that I made special for him. I made one of those Greek salads yesterday. It is the first time I made that salad since he died. I thought a lot about him and I can still hear his voice.