My kids are awesome
Dear Children, you tried so hard not argue all mothers day. I caught you cleaning the windows. It made me smile. Dear Mother's Day, I was awakened with breakfast in bed made by my children. And the sweetest homemade gifts. I took a nap. Flowers and a card from my Mr. Clark. And dinner with all nine of us. Dear Week, are there any more things I could possibly forget about until the last moment? Dear Mesa, it was nice to have Will go with us to the Dr. appts. and do all the driving. Although waking up with a headache when you you have to spend 7 hrs in the car is not that encouraging. Unfortunately it lasted all day and I was Done by the time we pulled up to the house at 10:30pm. Dear Hazel, you insisted on taking your bag into Taco Bell. As we are standing in line you pull out a play knife of Kade's that looks real and was waving it all over the place. I practically had to tackle you to take it away hoping that the public would realize it was fake. No..we are not going to rob Taco Bell today. Dear Hailey, your orchestra concert was really good. Looking back on the first one you all have come a very long way. Dear Will, I think it is safe to say that you are probably the first man to get up and bare your testimony in sacrament meeting with a pair of handcuffs in your pocket. Oh the things you confiscate when you take 7 kids to church. Dear Self, overwhelmed? Check. Never ending list of very important necessary things to do? Check. Not accomplishing almost everything on that list? Check. Still blessed and loved everyday? Check.
