My last day for my Words + Photos for my Week in the Life 2016. And I was so happy to be done. It was a Sunday and for our family that means keeping the Sabbath Day Holy and worshiping at church. Our church buildings are not really a place I would carry around my camera and we are asked to not take pictures in the Chapel; So I only took a couple in the other rooms and documented the preparations for church and what we did the rest of the day. All part of a week in our lives.
3:49am: Third time awake with Norah. And I couldn’t fall back asleep. It took me close to an hour to fall back asleep. So the entire day both Norah and I felt like a zombie. (She was a grumpy zombie!) It made it harder to have a a Spiritually fulfilling day when it started out this way but I did my best.
7:58am: Getting everyone dressed for church. He’s still working on doing up his own buttons. I like to have all of our Sunday clothes figured out the day before so that we can just get dressed in the morning. It makes things go a little easier and helps keep a calm(er) mood around the house.
8:16am: Making sure 5 kids have brushed their teeth sometimes is daunting. I’m trying to make it a habit for the oldest three so I don’t have to remind them at least.
8:19am: “Don’t forget to brush your hair before church!”
8:42am: Rushing out the door to be on time for church. Regan is always gone to early morning meetings and we meet him there. We’ve gotten into a certain routine for our Sunday mornings that works. I’m hoping soon I won’t have to pester The bigger kids to hurry along. We’re still working on it. I persist because it’s important. If I feel rushed then I find I am shorter with my kids. So I need to be fully prepared myself so that while I am encouraging them to hurry along and get ready I am doing it as kindly as humanly possible. It makes for a much more spiritually filled Sunday.
8:50am: Almost to church. Everyone is dressed, teeth brushed and mostly properly dressed for church (Eli wouldn’t wear his church shoes or a tie, Oliver’s shirt is too small and I couldn’t find one that fit but we just rolled the sleeves up and called it good ;)) and mostly happy about it. And we’re on time. That’s a Sunday success.
10:30am: After a lovely Sacrament meeting Norah loves to go to Nursery. In the beginning she wasn’t a fan. But our lovely leaders persisted and so did I and now she does. Man am I glad!
10:45am: Right now me and Regan are attending the Marriage and Family Relations Class for Sunday school and I love it. It’s a lovely hour to be reminded of our love and talk about how we can do better at marriage.
12:00pm: I love Relief Society. It’s a wonderful place to be filled and fed spiritually. I am especially grateful for our teacher today and her ability to share, and teach with humor and the spirit and humility. It was a wonderful lesson on Scripture Study today.
12:34pm: When we first walk in the door from church it is a mad dash for a snack for almost all of them. Oliver usually has something in his mind that he MUST eat. Today it was “vanbilla yo-hurt”.
1:22pm: Because today is Aunty Kelly’s birthday I like to celebrate it with my kids. We talk about who she was, they ask questions about how she died and we talk about how I miss her and that one day they’ll get to see her and meet her. The two littles helped me make a cake to eat later.
1:37pm: Uno is the game of choice around here lately. The boys especially love it. Lucy was at ward choir or else she’d play too. Oliver mostly understands it now. It’s fun to see them enjoying it together and it reminds me of when I was a kid and we played it all the time!
2:39pm: Dad loves to do some doctrinal reading on Sundays. Today it was outside.
3:52pm: Singing hymns and songs at the piano with Lucy and Norah.
4:05pm: Doing some more reading.
4:52pm: Getting the cake ready for after Sunday dinner.
5:08pm: Setting the food on the table. Dinner today was an Italian Roasted Pork Loin with White sticky Rice, Lots of Fresh Fruit and Broccoli & Corn with Cheese Sauce.
5:40pm: It wouldn’t be a sunday without Eli asking for someone to come over for dinner. EVERY week. Multiple times. In his mind, Sundays are for visiting with friends and family.
5:58pm: After dinner we had cousins come over and the kids ran around and we all enjoyed cake together.
I love Sundays. They fill me up and prepare me for the week.
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