recovered

I think it took an entire week to recover from last Sunday. I had a bit of a bleh week not wanting to deal with the bleh things in life… like dishes and biting 2-year-olds and such.

But this week, I’m recommitting to Home, love, family. My goal: do all I can to help our family have the Spirit in our home so we can be filled with the Love of God.

Oh – the best news is that today Tru was so good at church. Since I shared last Sunday’s disaster day… Let me share the good about today.

Jimmy decided to let Truman finish his nap and then bring him to church. Perhaps not the best option for a long-term solution, but a needful idea for today. I was honestly so scared at the very thought of taking Tru to church. So it worked out. He woke at 1:00 and they came soon after. They couldn’t find us in the chapel so they sat in the gym.

And you know what… Tru quietly sat on Jimmy’s lap the entire time… no snacks, books, anything. Quiet. And he happily went to nursery. After church when the fam came to find me, Tru held my hand and then he kissed it. Yes – kissed it. Blessed child – at least for a moment.

So – it’s onward and upward this week… at least that’s the goal.

p.s. I’m grateful that my children still adore me even when I look like this:I showered at night and slept on wet hair. AWEsome! And can you see the bruise on my upper arm from last Sunday’s episode. Don’t you love fabulous photos like this when everyone has their eyes closed. Tru was about to break into his cheesy closed-eyes smile. I just plain had my eyes closed. Ha-ha!