Holding our treasures

Just a little post of goodness for today. All this week, I've been nursing the boys with their colds. Today, they are doing better. Ethan watched more TV than I usually allow, to help him not run around and get so worked up. Poor Kevin was fussier than his usual self. I did my best balancing taking care of both boys. At times, Kevin would just lay on the ground, face down, crying. It broke my heart. I picked him up, sat in the recliner/rocker chair we have, held him and sang to him. I think that was the best medicine I could have given him. I thought about how these children are our treasures, our gifts from Heavenly Father. How blessed I am to be a mom to these handsome, smart, endearing little gods in embryo. They need love, all the time. Guidance, discipline, all with love. They look to us for everything, and praising them makes their sweet, little faces light up so bright. Its so easy to praise them, and it gives so much back in return. I just love being at home, helping them through the day, giving them as much as I can. I know at times I get a little cabin fever and need to get out sometimes, but I'm so thankful to spend my days with these little men. I hope they will have wonderful memories of their early years in this humble home of ours.

PS: Just learned how to do this spiffy signature thing:)