Catching up Easter style.

I have been slacking a little. I need to post about Easter. I just read my post from last year, and I am quit grateful for my blog! I really need to print this in a book form. I think it is possible. I just need to find out how.

I said last year in my post, how Easter makes me reflect on my trails and blessings this year is no different. We have been so blessed with another little special spirit to grace our home. I am so so grateful and forever indebted, to the people who have made or been a part of my family. I can tell you probably every person I know has had some kind of impact on me, that has helped with this.

I think, I read somewhere this week that "no act of service is small". I really like that! I can't remember who or where it came from but I must have needed that this week. I hope I render service constantly. I do think it is important to always be serving. I love how service makes you feel. I love doing something special for someone else. I love it when you get hugs from your kids and husband, because you made a good meal or you gave them a treat. (Kylee loves treats!)

I guess this leads into the other part of this holiday I wanted to address. I am grateful for the people who teach my Kylee at church. She came home last Sunday telling me everything she could about her experience in Primary.

She started walking outside and picked up a prickly stick and showed it to me saying "MOM look this it is sort of like what they put on Jesus then they pushed it on his head." Then "MOM those people made him drink vinegar, and they put screws in his hands and feet". You know like the ones we put in our walls.

Oh man I thought to myself this is power right from a four year old. Well that has stuck with her since then. So the other day, we went in the salon at my home to get our hair done for the day. I washed Kylees hair, and she then sat under the dryer while I did mine. I was blow drying my hair for a few minutes. Then had to figure out how I could get the rest of my hair dry without the blow dryer, so I could listen to her sing about the Resurrection.

She indeed was making up the words as she went along but told all about the pain and suffering Jesus endured for us. THEN (power hit) once again she said "Jesus my love Jesus is my true love." WOW that is amazing to me she is learning and bares such a strong testimony of her savior and redeemer.

I am so grateful for her leaders and family that help her learn. This goes to show that these little minds are embracing every fiber of what is said and learned unto them. I love the gospel. I love how strong the teachings are. I love my children. I love the fact that they were meant for me. They teach me everyday.

Well of course I have pictures from Easter but they are not by any means reverent.

Instead they are the things that make me tick they are the smiles I wake up to every morning. They are the happiness I experience on a daily basis. They are our gifts. They are my beauties and my pleasure. I love these little ones and I know it wouldn't have been so without the help of many! To many to mention. So thank you to everyone that is a part of me and my FAMILY! I do mean everyone!!

This makes me giggle! SORRY I cant get it to turn the right way! Don't hurt your neck!