Hello, God. Are you there?

Jack, not wanting to go to bed: "Mom, why do bats get to be nocturnal?"
Mom, too tired to be serious and just wants the kids to go to bed: "Well, that's a good question to ask God someday, honey."
Jack, exasperated: "Uh, Mom, that's not even possible. God can't get a text message. He doesn't even have a phone!"

Oooookay, clearly we need to talk more about WHY we are praying three or more times a day. I mean, I thought I'd made it clear, but obviously...well, clearly I haven't.

Me and Eve

I wish I could say I found this uplifting bit myself, but I confess, my friend Emily sent me this with a note that read, "I thought you might like this sentiment." I read it, re-read it, mulled it over and decided it was the most brilliant thing I've read in a while. Eve chose to be a mother, to know good and evil and hardship and trial over Eden. Would I make a different choice for an easier life, one where my kids didn't scream at each other through dinner or get sick or argue with me or...or... I suppose I'm with Eve on this one.

That is a lovely thought after a long day, isn't it? Check out other inspirational thoughts at Hopefully Mormon.

President Updoor

Tonight, before bed, Jack looks at Bob and I and says, "Mom and Dad, you know about President Updoor, right?" "Updoor?" we said. He nodded sincerely, "Yeah, I like President Updoor."

Ohhhh....you mean Uchtdorf, as in Dieter Uchtdorf, second counselor in the presidency of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints? Yeah, Jack, your parents dig him, too. Here's a taste of Jack's apparent new favorite apostle of the Lord. I love this man.

P.S. I have a lot of things I NEED to blog about. Bear with me. I'm sure I'll get to it. Someday.