First Prayer

The other night as we were getting Everett ready for bed we asked him who he wanted to help him say his prayer. After thinking for a moment he replied "I say it." So Will, Everett and I all knelt down by his bed and Everett starts to say his prayer. He was thankful for our family, the church, the prophet, and then he stopped. I prompted him to bless us have a good night sleep and then end it. After we finished I looked at Will and asked if this was the first time he had done it by himself. It was!!! And Will and I both got to be home to hear Everett's first prayer. I am so grateful for the "tender mercies". I never realized how great I would feel hearing my child pray to our Heavenly Father. I am so proud of Everett!!

Broken Heart

I am just trying to cope with the fact that I am headed back to work tomorrow. "40 hours in 4 days" here I come. As I was just feeding Cole it hit me that tomorrow I'm not going to be the one feeding him. He has never had more than a couple of hours of his life without me and now I am going to be gone for most of the next 4 days. Deep down I know that Cole will be fine. It's not like he will even realize that I'm not the care provider because he will be taken care of. I just am having a difficult time dealing with that fact.
I just keep reminding myself that I like my job and it will be nice to get yelled at by someone other than my kids....it just isn't really helping right now!