Amazing experience! And my new interest!

  

Geoff's little sister Jenny is preparing to go through the temple and it is very exciting! Her bishop recommended that she go do baptisms each week to help prepare. I am so honored that she asked me to go with her! Going to the temple every week has been an amazing experience! Being endowed myself, they prefer you to do as they call it "the work upstairs" BUT they gladly let you in if you have family names :) So my new-found love is family history! And I have made a goal to take at least one name a week and as of now I have exceeded my goal!
  As you may recall, last year we had about 6 visiting teaching lessons in a row on doing your family history. Well on the last lesson I finally took the hint. I got on familysearch to see what it was all about. And, with both parents as converts to the church, I had a little bit of a family tree but not much. I really don't know anything. I am the farthest thing from the little old lady in the family history center but it is exciting and I love doing work in this life that will have a wonderful effect in the next.
  It has also been so many years since I did baptisms! I love the renewed feeling I get each time. It really makes me think about and prepare for the sacrament each week. I hope we keep the tradition up after Jenny goes through so I can enjoy the other temple blessings each week as well. I love it! Nothing feels better than leaving the world outside and stepping through the quite peaceful doors of the temple.
If you have not been to the temple in a while I encourage you to do so soon! And if you have never taken a family name get on familysearch and say a prayer! It is amazing! I promise!

Treasures in Heaven

“When we research our own lines we become interested in more than just names or the number of names going through the temple. Our interest turns our hearts to our fathers—we seek to find them and to know them and to serve them.

“In doing so we store up treasures in heaven.”

President Boyd K. Packer, President of the Quorum of the Twelve Apostles, “Your Family History: Getting Started,” Liahona and Ensign, Aug. 2003, 17.

The sight of the night

 

Probably my least favorite wake up call:
1:30am "MMMMOOOOOMMMM!!!!! I'm barfing!"
I'm a little bit frustrated that my kids ONLY throw up at night... never to they get sick during the day. It's ALWAYS a middle of the night alarm. Not fair. 
I'm a really light sleeper. I always hear my kids. Always. Its programmed in like a baby monitor in my brain. I know which kid it is and exactly the sound they are making every second of the night. Cough, sneeze, light snore, leg hitting the wall while rolling over. I hear it all. And Geoff is totally oblivious deep in sleep.
Last night rolls were switched. The middle of the night siren "MMMMOOOOOMMMM!!!!! I'm barfing!" I completely slept through. And didn't wake up until my amazing husband was stumbling around the house turning on the lights. I never wake up to that. I was shocked and confused that I slept through the barf alarm. I never have before.
I got up to help with the clean up and check on my sweet Savana bear. And Geoff was so sweetly holding her hair back as my little princess, in the princess nightgown, threw up. It was the sweetest thing ever.
And the "alarm" continued almost every half hour of the night. I got up a few times and my husband willingly and without any complaint took his turn. He comforted my little barf machine and cleaned up after her. At one point around 5am I found him scrubbing the tub out, tub cleaner and all. (I am pretty OCD and can't stand leaving messes but when it comes to cleaning in the middle of the night, I do what needs to be done and save the deep cleaning when my brain actually functions) but there was my husband scrubbing the tub in the middle of the night.
As I wake up a little bit more, still quite in zombie mode, I'm a little disappointed in my inability to wake up and so thankful my husband is so amazing. No complaining and chipper and nice this morning before he left for work. (He is so much better than me its not funny).
Today is officially declared a pj day watching princess movies. Tired, but life is perfect. If I have to clean up throw up I'd rather do it for my sweet little kiddos than anyone else. And if I can't wake up I can't think of anyone else I would want picking up my lazy slack than my husband. And did I mention he never complained?... yeah. He is the BEST! I'm so lucky.
Maybe Heavenly Father just made me extra tired last night just so I could witness the kindness and awesomeness of my husband. He melts my heart. And today I'm even more grateful that our family is eternal!