Power of a little Prayer.

Mondays. Aren't they usually fun?? Seems like out of all seven days of the week if something is to go wrong the chances are higher on a Monday. Why is this? Our brains aren't quite functuning from our weekend yet?? Yesterday was Monday. However, ultimately for a monday it just wasn't so bad.

I drive a lot on Mondays with work. My schedule varies, but some Mondays I dont always have a sitter for my kids if the need to take Gage is there. I enjoy when I don't have a sitter because I tend to have more time with him, alone. Even if its very distracted alone time, it's alone time none the less.  Not that I wouldnt want it with West or Lys. I just dont have that opportunity since they are both in school. So yesterday was one of these days I took Gage around with me. I have to hurry as fast as I can because West gets out of school at Noon. So in most cases I come back to get him then finish up my work afterwards.

Gage is hilarious. You never know what you are going to get with him, or what is going to come out of his mouth. Weston is unbelievably smart! You never know what you are going to hear from him on what he knows and understands! Lys.. ohh Lys is Lys! Amazing. Always has been the sweetest Angel there is. She blows me away with her understanding and LoViNG self. Im so proud of that girl!  All more reasons I needed to start blogging again. Is it my sworn motherly duty to keep better track of these things for my kids sake? For my own? One day I imagine I will be sitting there while my kids are older and grown reading these little things and loving it. I hope so anyway. My guilt is having me believe so. And will time and time again bring me to it, I guess. :/

Back to Monday. Gage and I made our way around the valley.. He's always communicating the need to make sure we hurry back to his little best friend, West. They dont like to be apart for very long. Its the sweetest yet most trying thing, Ever! On our way to pick West up Gage mentioned that he wanted to have a picnic. I said, "You want to go to the park and have a picnic??" He says, "No! Outside our house I want to have a picnic!".  "Okay! Lets do it!" Way faster and easier for me to do that with the work I still needed to do.  We arrived home and I hurried to make peanut butter and honey sandwiches and cut up some strawberries. I saw Gage walk out the back sliding door, which goes out to a balcony. He checked on the weather for me to make sure it was still weather for a picnic. And he was ready. I grabbed the food, and a blanket and headed out. Weston had gone out to get on his bike. We sat out on the lawn for a few minutes.. I had been on the line with a friend. I went to go back inside.. I dont even remember what for..?? But the garage door was locked. I had to get off the phone and figure something out. My car keys were inside with the house key attached. I couldnt think of a window that would be unlocked. Then remembered... Gage had gone out the sliding door! It was unlocked! I ran to the back trying to get on a chair to climb up. It was no use. I had given up. Theres no way I'd get up there without the help of Alyssa. I'd have to wait. The boys were in front for a few minutes while I was contemplating how to get in. Weston comes to the back yard, very positive and happy trying to help me out. "Mom.. I could climb up there!". I didnt think it could happen. He's so little (or skinny)! I can only lift him so far then he'd have to pull himself up. "You think you can do it, bud?" "Yah! I can do it..!". So I had him grab onto the post to hold while I lifted him up onto my hands as high as I could get him. He grabbed the railing and lifted himself up. As he was climbing over the railing he yells with such Excitement....

"Mom! Mom! We are going to be able to get in because I said a Prayer that we needed help and would get in the house!!".... continues to the door, and it was, in fact, open. "See!!!"

PROUD MOM MOMENT

I am not the most religious person. Nor do I claim to be perfect. But I do have beliefs and I try my hardest to instill those beliefs into my kids. One of which is the power of prayer. Weston made my Monday. And what I thought was going to be a complete inconvenience turned out to be such a fun thing to see. I believe little annoyances sometimes are just meant to happen to teach us a thing or two... or to save us from BIGGER annoyances.

Dont forget to Pray!

XoXo