This morning as I said my prayers I asked Heavenly Father to bless me with the things I need to be the kind of mom I want to be. I, apparently think that God already knows what kind of mom I want to be. Good for him, because after that I was left to wonder what kind of mom I want to be.
As I thought more about it I realized I want to be the kind of mom that I want my kids teachers to be.
There is one thing I really took away from marching band back when I was young and virile:
P.S. Conner’s blog (xplod xplodes, on the right) could use a little comment love. In case you have some comment love to give.
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