Heart Melters

Today was filled with great moments. Sometimes I think that every day is filled with similar moments, but I'm either to busy or too oblivious to notice. Today I noticed.

Lainah is my little shadow. She is 15 months old, and I love the sound of her "pitter-pattering" feet running as fast as her chubby little legs will carry her across our floors. Today I was hanging some pictures and wall decor, and she was being my big helper. She dumped out an entire box of nails just so she could hand me one. And when she handed me up that one nail with her beaming little face I just had to stop and give her hugs and kisses. I told her, "Love you!" like I always do, but today...today she said something back. Today she said, "luvoo!" My heart melted.

Brooklynn loves to write. She loves it so much in fact, that she has started writing in Taylor's journal, and Rachel's journal and they are not appreciating that very much. This past weekend I had a Relief Society retreat and we stayed up all night at that awesome cabin doing such things as karaoke and crafts...and I happened to make this cute little notebook. It is all decorated with cute scrapbook paper, and silk flowers and beads and ribbon. I've had it in my room, wondering who to give it to...until today. Today I decided that Brooklynn needed to have a special journal of her very own to write in. So...I gave it to her. Her eyes got huge, and she was so excited that she immediately started drawing a picture in it to give to her teacher tomorrow. Tonight after I had everyone in bed I was cleaning the kitchen and Brooklynn came out. She came up and gave me a huge hug and kiss and said, "Thank you Mommy for making me my flower journal, I love it!" I loved the look in her eyes...I love knowing that in a small way, I made Brooklynn's day today.

While Rachey was at soccer practice, I was trying to hang a picture up over our stairs, and I couldn't reach high enough. My big 9 year old Taylor came over and said, "Mom, if you just let go of the wall, I can hold you up so you can reach." I was afraid to let go, but he said again, "Mom, just let go, I won't let you fall." Tonight I put my trust in my son and let go. He held me up, and he didn't let me fall.

While I was hanging the picture up with Taylor, I wasn't aware that Rachel had come into the kitchen and without being asked had started to unload the dishwasher for me. I came around the corner, and she smiled at me and said, "Hi Mama!" I'm always so behind on dishes and cleaning, it was huge to me that she would do that. All I could do was just give her a big hug.

What actually inspired this post was that just a few minutes ago, I heard voices downstairs and I thought that all the kids were asleep. So, I walked downstairs expecting to have to reprimand Tay and Matthew for being up and messing around. Instead, my heart just melted. I found my 9 year old son snuggled up with his 3 year old little brother on the sofa, reading a book together. It was a book about cars. Taylor was reading the words, and Matthew was supplying all of the sound effects. They didn't even notice me. So, I just quietly watched for a few moments to soak it all in, and then quietly came up to the kitchen to start typing on my laptop.

I know this is a sappy post...but my heart is full. I am so blessed to have these children in my home.