Here We Go Again

I'm sitting here so sick and decided to add to this blog since I can't really run or workout. Here are some highlights that I thought of. 

The other day, I was visited by my visiting teachers. Hannah took my hands, demanded attention from the sweet sisters and said, "This is my mom, Ralae. And, I love her. I mean, come on people, I give her shiny pebbles all of the time and that means I am thinking about her!"

Today Joshua is sick with me (and Cub and Luke too). I came down the stairs and it took every effort for me to make it to the couch without falling over. Joshua hopped up and retrieved me a blanket and said that it looked like I needed it more than him.

Mercedes was very disappointed that she's not sick, because for two days in a row, she's had to go to school while her brothers stay home. Se was crying hysterically and I said the words, "look on the bright side, you're probably incubating." She has done a great job changing her attitude about it. This morning she was rushing about trying to take care of all of us. Nurturing comes naturally to her. She lets Caleb sleep on top of her at night (on the nights that we let them all sleep together to form bonds), because he finds it comforting. 

Caleb is talking so much. He likes announcing to the whole congregation if he sees boogers in anyone's nose. He loves telling me that he sleep good. Lately, he has been wanting the Halloween song for his bedtime song. He makes large movements to show you that he is looking for something like his blanket and then he has to announce if he has found it or not. He tells his blanky night night when we get to our destination and I make him leave it in the car. Then, of course, he has to tell it to wake up when we get back to the car. 

Luke says very good prayers at night. They are always very thoughtful and lengthy. He gets sad if he doesn't, "get to talk to the God of the universe". When he makes a bad choice, he's been quicker to make amends and he tells me that he doesn't want to be on Satan's team. He wants to be on Jesus' team. He's a thoughtful boy who likes to write me notes and tell me he loves me. He gives me very long kisses, so we had to put a time limit on them because he was stalling bedtime so much.

Jon Mark is a great husband and provider. He makes my life so pleasant and happy. He works hard to give us our necessities and then some. He's optimistic and loving and such a great dad. I know he doesn't get a lot of mention on this blog, but I am so thankful for him and all that he is.

I'm doing good, other than my annoying zombie like illness. I'm training for another Ragnar and I am thankful that Heavenly Father has blessed me with a strong body and mind. I have been awoken recently to my potential and that perhaps I could do more to show my Heavenly Father that I love Him through serving others and adding to the effort that I put into my church callings. I have tried to be more thoughtful and service minded. I have tried to see needs in those around me and try my best to feel those needs. This has been a special journey for me. I have found opportunities to serve and build relationships all around me. I have felt my Heavenly Father's love more assuredly as I have done so.