conference weekend

This pictures is blurry, but this was a moment worth remembering.  The laptop is set up for conference next to the TV where we all watch.  When President Monson started to speak, Wesley said, "I hear him!" and hustled over to the laptop to have an up close personal view of the prophet. 


We were blessed to have 5 of the young women in our congregation in our home this weekend, 4 of whom don't get conference in their homes, and 1 had it going in Spanish at her home and she wanted to be with her friends watching it in English for a couple sessions.  The girls took notes, munched at the open buffet (including Wayne's homemade pizza), and enjoyed sharing conference together.  These girls have so little support among their peers at school, so they thrive on support from one another and from our congregation family.  At an age where it's the norm to be self-critical, these girls could see how my little girls wanted to be by their sides braiding hair, working on conference activity pages, doodling, and "hanging out" all weekend.  One of the YW said, "I never thought of myself as a role model."  I replied, "Whenever you feel that way, just remember how my girls idolized you this weekend.  You are a role model and that's something to live up to."  When the YW were gone, I had to remind my Gracie who sometimes longs to be as old as her big sis...."Enjoy being EIGHT while you can!  It's going by so fast, and 8 is great!"


I am so thankful for my family; for the gospel in our home, and our eternal commitment.  We are not perfect.  We're loud.  We've got fingerprints on windows.  We lose it sometimes.  Yet, we try to progress each day, and I feel peace in our home.  This weekend I felt like our home "as is" is a haven and I feel so very blessed.