LEST I FORGET!

Hold hands, Mama? See. That means we're together! My little Jax has just been full of the sweetest hugs and kisses. I LOVE when he grabs my leg and grabs Dustin's leg and squeezes as tight as he can until he's squished between the two of us. Lately, he will stop everything he is doing just to give me a kiss. And just yesterday he asked, "Dance with me, Mama?" As we twirled around the kitchen, little giggles escaped my Jaxaroni and then he rushed off to brag to his daddy about his dancing partner. Ahhh, I love this boy.

What else has he said lately...

• Mom, look! (A chubby finger points to a man in Smith's.) That man has a ponytail just like a girl.
• Whoever likes pickles raise their hand!  (He waits for me to raise my hand because mom is the only one crazy enough to like pickles, and then little Jax gets the uncontrollable giggles!)
• Nothing will make me happy unless you let me make Kool-Aid. (Sometimes it's nothing will make me happy unless I can have a friend or stay up late or have Ramen for breakfast.)

We took the little squirt to the Forgotton Carols before Christmas.  He was way too wiggly and two years too young.  But at the end, Michael McLean  has everyone link arms and sing.  It starts out softly at first, but soon enough the entire crowd is echoing the words, "We can be together forever someday, we can be together forever someday, we can be...."  Afterwards, Jax tells me that means we will be with Grandpa Chick again.  Simply put and out of the mouth of my babe.

AS WE FORGIVE....

I'm sure you are wishing that I would put some pictures on here of my wildly handsome boys or even a funny story from the life of Jase or Jax or the Lawn Ranger, but instead I must write down this quote.  I want to remember it.  I want to write it on my heart, but for now I will at least write it on my blog :) 

• O man, forgive thy mortal foe, Nor ever strike him blow for blow; For all the souls on earth that live, To be forgiven must forgive.  Forgive him seventy times and seven; For all the blessed souls in heaven Are both forgivers and forgiven. (Alfred Lord Tennyson)

I just came across this in Spencer W. Kimball's book, The Miracle of Forgiveness.  Seriously, I should have read it ages ago.  It is full of insight and a no-nonsense, to-the-point approach of gospel principles.  President Kimball does not mince words about what we should be doing and what we might be doing wrong.  Just what this imperfect gal needs!  So seriously, forgive me if I've hurt you, offended you, or not loved you enough.  I will try harder.  I will be better!