Callie’s magical hug

I was recently called into the Relief society presidency. While I have mixed feelings about it all I’m trying to embrace the change. I miss Primary like crazy. That by far was one of my favorite callings in the Church EVER. Working with kids (including my own) It was such a privilege to sit with, sing with and occasionally dance with little angels from heaven. 

This last Sunday I was in charge of the “RS discussion lesson” All the women in the room sit in a circle and discuss a specific topic as we share insight and personal experience. As the “lead” my job is to make sure the discussion stays on topic and I add my own insight and ask questions where needed. I was really stressed. I haven’t taught adults for years. I don’t do very well with spontaneous and not knowing what’s ahead of me. Teaching an actual lesson is so much easier because you have all the material to go over. A discussion I have no clue what people are going to say and I worried a lot that it would go off topic or the spirit wouldn’t be felt. I felt like I had prepared a great deal for this but Saturday night I started panicking and found myself crying over the stress of it all. Earlier in the week I had sent an email out to all the women in the ward with my chosen topic of discussion and a few questions for them to ponder. I also enlisted women that might not be attending the discussion to email a response if they wanted with their insight or a personal experience if they wished to share. I was blown away at some of the responses. Mostly from my friends in primary. That was a tender mercy and helped me greatly. Right before my lesson as I was standing out in the hallway I could feel the doubt and the stress creeping up again. Tears started to well up in my eyes as I fought back panic. Then out of no where I felt Little arms wrap around me. I turned and found my sweet Callie had wandered down the hallway to give me a hug. I bent over and whispered a thank you to her and her magical hug. That was just what I needed. She skipped off to primary and I turned to face Relief Society. I think the discussion went well I know I felt the spirit and I’m grateful for all of my tender mercies along the way. 

Noah at the Diamondbacks game

Noah cracks me up and surprises me on a regular basis. He’s definitely our chill kid. Stays out of drama and is very obedient. He is very task oriented and will remind me plenty that I have promised certain rewards for certain achievements. He has a texting app on his tablet and sent me a couple texts while I was out jogging one afternoon. 

The other night we went to a diamondbacks game as a family. The kids were all excited to order food at the different kiosks. Noah’s dinner choice was a soft pretzel and cheddar cheese. He only ate about half of the pretzel and so he wrapped the remaining half up to save for later. At one point he leaned over to me  during the game and asked if he could give the rest of his food to a homeless man we saw sitting outside the stadium when we first walked in. My heart instantly melted and I was touched at his thoughtfulness. I hope he is always giving and thoughtful of those less fortunate.