I've never been very good about General Conference with the kiddos. I print off some packets and encourage them to watch --I always watch all four sessions myself. Brandon has been gone most GC weekends because of school, but this year, he's here! Huzzah! Anyway, I decided to plan ahead a little bit better this time, and so, stealing ideas from all sorts of people (thanks to Steph!), here's my plan:
1. Bring in the picnic table(s) (one is small, the other will be half the table. It's one of these). Got idea here.
2. Put together baskets for each kid --will include their packets, own set of crayons/pencils/pens, snacks, water bottle. Got idea here.
3. Make Apostle Snack/Activity packets --got that idea here.
We will still have cinnamon rolls on Sunday (from scratch, whole wheat, vegan), and hang out in our pajamas.
I'm really looking forward to GC. Over the years I've come to love it so very much.
What do you guys do for GC? How do you make it more appealing/meaningful to your kids/spouse/self?
Last night, Brandon and I did something we haven't done for months and months and months and months (honestly, I can't remember the last time we went, which could induce guilt, but I won't dwell on it): We went to the Temple.
We did sealings. For those who may not understand, what I mean is that we stood in as proxies for those who have died; we were sealed for them. We believe that now, those people who were not sealed to their families for all eternity (just for life), are sealed together. We consider it some of the most (if not THE most) sacred work in our religion.
12 1/2 years ago, I was sealed (married) to Brandon in the Idaho Falls Temple. Because of that sealing, all of our children born to us are automatically sealed to us for eternity. Any children we adopt (probably won't --just using it for illustration) could then be sealed to us when the adoption is finalized. Last night, we didn't just do marriage sealings --we did children to parent sealings, too.
The Spirit is so strong in the Temple. Brandon and I looked at each other across the alter as the sealing words were being said --the same words that were said at our own sealing years ago --and it was divine, really. We felt love and peace. Pretty much the main feelings one feels inside a Temple of God.
I think we'll try to get back to the Temple sooner this time. I never regret going, you know?
*I don't get my children flu shots. I don't get them for myself, either. Years ago, when I used to, we got the flu, anyway. Now that I've done research to see what's in flu shots, my decision feels pretty validated.
*I have lost all control of my family. The mother is supposed to run the home, right? My home is now running itself. And it's not doing a very good job.
*I don't wear make-up much anymore. Most regular days of the week, when I'm just home or going to the store or whatever, I don't bother. I throw on a cute hat and call it good. Church, date night, important events --yeah, I'll make the effort.
*I'm pretty sure this is our last baby. Part of me is sad, but it's a little part. The rest of me (98%?) is thrilled with the idea that this is it. I'm tired. I'm crazy. I'm Depressed. I'm really tired. Mostly tired. Feeling, in my heart, that Heavenly Father is okay with us being done at six is very comforting, too. Because honestly? I wanted to be done at four. Why didn't I? God asked us to have more. And since I acknowledge His Omniscience, I'm cool with it. He knows me better than I know myself --and Brandon's been a great support. In fact, Brandon has usually made it pretty easy to follow what God wants us to do.
*I look younger than I am. I noticed that if you ignore everything below my neck (seriously, don't look), my face is young. I only have a few grey hairs and no wrinkles. Not sure how I feel about it. I'm okay with getting old (honestly, it doesn't bug me), and sometimes I wish I looked like I had six kids. Is that weird? I mean, I get told, ALL THE TIME: "Wow, you are so young to have so many kids!" and I'm not sure how to answer that...accusation? Compliment? I mean, I had my first at 22. I'm almost 33. Is it because I look young? Or because nobody is having kids until 35 now-a-days? Hmmmm.
*I need more sleep.
*I wish I could house-clean bend. Like water-bending, only I could wave my hands around and WHOOSH! The whole house is clean. Like the fairies in Sleeping Beauty!
*#4 is too skinny. He doesn't eat much. It worries me. #1 is "bulky" (not obese), and eats TOO much. This also worries me. But we think we know why her shins are hurting! Growth spurts! Which could explain the eating too much, too.
*When I feel overwhelmed, I give up. If it's not accomplishable (is that a word?) in a short period of time, then I won't even start. Not sure if this is healthy, but it's how I roll.
The End. For Now.