Lessons from a child....or 5 :)

This past December I went to library to pick Kev up from preschool.

I usually get there a little bit before they are done so the poor teachers don't have to wait for me.

As a result I also usually get to spy on what is happening and see how happy my little Kev is :)

On this day Miss Karen was sitting next to him writing what he gave as his answers as to what Christmas meant to him.

You can see the picture below..........

When she got to "feels like" Kev instantly said, "Jesus!"

Miss Karen didn't understand him for sure, so she asked again.

Kev must have thought he answered wrong so he didn't respond again.

She prompted him with "makes me feel good" and he agreed.

So that's what was written :)

I was so glad I was there to hear him say "Jesus". :)

It also made me stop and think about the innocence of this child I have been blessed to be the mother of.

His special understanding that goes so much deeper than mine.

At such a young age.....still 4....he knew the true meaning of Christmas.

It's all about Christ.

And he knew that's how it should feel.

I was so happy that he knew.

And that he could vocalize it.

I pray he never forgets it.

I pray he will always remember that peaceful feeling he gets from the Holy Ghost to teach him about Heavenly Father and Jesus Christ and the love they have for him as a son.

I pray that all of my amazing boys will always remember and always feel that love.

I have so much on my shoulders every day thinking of my responsibility to be their mother.

Wow!

My Jared came up to me a few minutes ago when I was chopping potatoes into fries for dinner (fish and chips :)).

He asked if I needed any help.

I said not yet.

Then he gave me a BIG hug and told me that was his help for now.

As I held him close enjoying his special sweet spirit I silently sent a prayer up that he would always always always know how very special he is and always stay strong in this crazy world we live in.

He is so sweet!

So very aware of those around him.

I pray the world doesn't take that away from him and harden him.

I feel it's my responsibility to make our home a refuge from the world.

A place where all my boys can come to feel safe and loved.

A clean a pure place full of yummy food and laughter.

It's a huge job.

I pray I am up to the task......And I know that He will help me :)

For they are His children that He has entrusted into my care.